The estate agent frowned. How could he sell this to clientele who liked their drinks originating from other species? And the boss punished failure terminally.
The agent re-scanned his database. Why hadn’t he considered her before? He got out his mobile (smartphones get everywhere) and dialled.
‘Hello, fairy godmother, I hear you’re looking for a country place now Cinderella is settled. I’ve found a place with your name on it. Transport yourself over and I’ll show you around.’