The man who owned the antique store looked in the shop window across the alley and saw a digital clock saying it was 2:52. He had been so busy watching the little penguin talking to his reflection in an 18th century mirror on display in the shop window that he had quite forgotten that he had to be across town at three. Before he left, however, he told his assistant, "keep that mirror in the front window. I have a feeling someone will be back to look at it tomorrow."