"I didn't think anything like this could happen. My master is gone forever," the young woman named Dannie said. Then, suddenly, she looked like she was going to faint, before regaining her balance. She looked around, like she didn't know where she was. Then she looked at James. "Who are you?"
James was puzzled. "You already know who I am. You just told me."
"Huh? What are you ..." She trailed off when she spotted her reflection in the same mirror James used moments earlier. She blinked a couple of times, then said "Is that me? It can't be."
"Listen, Dannie, or whoever you are ..."
"Dannie? My name's not Dannie. It's Debbie. And I came here looking for my brother."
"Debbie?" James asked, hesitantly.
"Yeah, that's my name."
"No, I mean, it's me. James."
"James? What do you mean? You're not James. You're too old. Way too old."
"I made that wish and ended up in this guy's body. You ... you must have done the same with Dannie."
"Who's Dannie?" she asked.
"You are. At least you're supposed to be."
Debbie looked at herself in the mirror again. The young woman looking back must have been this Dannie person James was talking about. She turned back to the old man who was actually her brother. "Are we stuck like this? I don't want to be another person."
"Neither do I, especially not this guy."
"Then how do we get everything back to normal?" Debbie asked.
