You open the door, and the user above you is...

It was an immaculate sight: A badger, soft in nature, firm in her physical presence, stood there in a purple dress. The mirror: a trap to those bound by vanity captured her essence, but only just, as it caused no gust as she span around to look at her behind.

Those that dared to peek could swear that their surroundings fell silent: it seemed as if they were a taciturn person that kept quiet as to not draw any attention away from the badger, or perhaps letting the viewer know that such a seductive sight will remain an unspoken secret: "Worry not dear onlooker. Gaze away~!"

That was until her eyes darted across the room, spotting a small rodent next to her fridge:

"OI! KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY CHEESE, YOU!"
 
Doing the bat-dance!
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Bat-maaaan.
Bat-maaaan.
 

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