Even if you’re a girl technical consultant, you’re not immune to surprises. Deciding to mark the beginning of my vacation, I found a real elf on the doorstep. And in the morning I learned that I’m also the daughter of a werewolf. And what comes next? Teleportation to a world where those with pointy ears show up and you have to protect their body — because “that’s how it’s done”! On the other hand, what would you choose: staying put, working a two-shift schedule in front of a computer with a headset on, or roaming wherever, in the company of a two-meter tall handsome elf?