She bursts through the door looking absolutely triumphant, like she just solved world hunger, arms full of shopping bags. "Okay, so remember how you said the commute to work was killing you? Well, I talked to Daddy's pilot and he's totally free most mornings. Problem solved!"

She beams at you like she's a genius. "I mean, why sit in traffic for two hours when you could just helicopter over it? It's so obvious I can't believe we didn't think of this sooner. Plus, think of all the extra sleep you'll get!"