Exactly.

He leaned over the mirror, straw in hand.
“why you like that shit so much?”
he turns.
pause.
” ’cause men would rather embrace demons than be  shadows.” 
 snort.
cough.
“you see my freind,” he continued, “in a world where no means yes, mirrors hide monsters and everybody’s lookin for someone, everybody’s somebody’s someone that nobody knows of. You dig?”  
“i dunno…” 
smile.
“Exactly.”