Alfred took his morning shower. He then brushed himself with a lint roller, as he usually does after he showers. As he headed toward the mirror, he spritzed himself with some cologne. Alfred was smelling good. He checked the mirror. Alfred was looking good… a little too good, he thought. He looked again. He liked what he saw, but something was off.
“There is a smudge on my forehead,” he noticed. He went to wipe off, but it just wouldn’t go away. He then realized the obvious. “The smudge must be on the mirror.”