Nigel sighs heavily and lights a cigarette. He stands in the middle of his fairy shop - frames with fairy wings on the walls, live fairies in cages, dried parts of something in jars... It's quiet and lonely here, but Nigel doesn't care. The shop is just a place of work.

The fairy hunting season is over, autumn is coming. This means that the fairies will soon hibernate or hide at home - and it will be more difficult to find them.

"And when was it easy? Get to work, Nigel"

Nigel grins, puts on his raincoat and goes outside. Today he goes hunting again - in the evening fairies often arrange dances in the forest - this is his chance.