"Yeah, it's me." Molly took a step towards..uh..herself, and almost stumbled again. Geez, this was like being drunk without the fun parts or hangover. Hopefully. Her mind was trying to dredge up the events just before this moment in an effort to figure out what the hell had happened.
But then the light show went off. She shrieked and fell over entirely, bonking her head against the frame of a mirror as she threw her arm over her eyes.
"Stop! It's not me! It's not me!" She recognized the effect. How could she not when it was her signature spell. But she couldn't feel it! She should be able to feel it with her senses, especially this close and she wasn't. "It's not me, Jo! It's you! Calm down!"