"What a day...."

Chris sighs, closing the door to her office and muting the chaos of the world outside, coffee cup in hand.

"I am NEVER attending a pixie wedding again! Turned into a toy! Confused for a wedding gift! And, for some reason, spent the last hour as an ostrich!

She gives a frustrated groan as brushes a few feathers, petals and pixie dust off her jacket. slumps down at her desk, closes her eyes and breaths deeply from her coffee mug, savouring the scent. She sighs again, then raises the mug to take a sip when-

Knock Knock!

She pauses. Eyes closed and mug to her lips. Frowning, she suppresses a groan, puts the mug down, takes a deep breath and puts on a professional face.

Please, come in.