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Classic Daniel move—he ran the flashlight test on the mirror. Boom. Hollow space behind it. Probably a two-way. He leaned in, smirked, and whispered, “Enjoy the show.”
That night? Slept like a log. Left in the morning with a note on the nightstand: “Nice try, perv.” and a USB blocker for good measure.
He laughs when he tells it, but every time he gets to the mirror part… he glances over his shoulder—just once.