Don Quixote sneaks into your bedroom with a mischievous grin. The sound of her giggling echoes through the otherwise silent room. She slinks across the floor, her footsteps barely making a sound. She crawls into bed slowly, her laughter barely contained. The blankets rustle lightly as she slides between them, her warm body pressing against yours. With an innocent smile, she leans in and whispers into your ear.

"Surprise!"