You shake your head and pick up a chair – it’s not too heavy, probably plastic, but it’ll get the job done.  Smash goes the chair against the one-way mirror and crack-smash-crash go its legs and back when you continue to use them to beat the glass separately.  The same fate befalls the second chair, and you don’t stop until both of them are in pieces no more than six inches long.  The mirror, however, seems completely unharmed.  Not so much as a scratch.  You scowl.  What a waste…  Oh, well, you’re a little tired now so maybe you’ll sit down for a bit in the last chair.  You rest your head on the wood-colored plastic of the long table.  Maybe if you just sit quietly and show that you’re not dangerous they’ll send someone in to help…