"Well when you put it like that." 

"Yup. Here's one with four point eight stars, no ones!" He produces the circle.

"What do they want?" 

"They're a reseller, I can make whatever they most want today for them."

"Okay." 

She puts the circle down and finishes it. 

There is a long delay. "Might be on summons, might be in the shower, who knows."

"Do fairies need to take showers? Couldn't they just fling the dirt off?" 

"It's harder for them to do stuff they can't see."

"Huh." 

"I'm sure some of them prefer telekinetic hygiene but I believe most of them have plumbing."

"I wonder if it took fairies longer to invent plumbing since going to fetch water is easier for them." 

"Probably! I vaguely remember from some fairy history book I read that they routed early plumbing development through the desire for hot water."

"That makes sense. Their earliest plumbing must have looked so different." 

"Yeah," agrees Cam, and before either can say anything else, the fairy appears. He's got green and black butterfly wings, black eyes, brown skin, and red hair, and he's wearing a weirdly elaborate wrap in black and gold that goes between the wings.

"Hello, sum - wait, are you not a demon?" says the fairy.

"I'm a demon," says Cam.

"- okay, where's the summoner."

"I'm the summoner. And invisible." 

"...ha, ha. This is a paper circle..." says the fairy.

"No, she's actually invisible," says Cam. "She wants to go to Antarctica and be invisible there for a change. Do you need me to put a ribbon on her or something so you can see where she is, to pick her up?"

"Uh. Probably."

"I'm also not human-shaped or human-sized, that's why this room is so big." 

Cam produces some big ribbons. "I don't want to make them already tied, I don't know exactly where you are to get them the right amount of snug, you wanna tie those on?" he says.

"What is going on?" asks the fairy.

"New summons destination. Tell your friends."

"This is another universe where it's 1928 and there's a bunch of kinds of people who aren't human." She ties some ribbons around various parts of herself, including one that goes all the way around to show how much floor she takes up and one that shows how high she goes. 

"Is this reality TV?" asks the fairy.

"Nope," says Cam.

"Okay, but if it were you'd still say that..."

"What's reality TV?" 

"Do I need to start with the concept of television or just the genre?"

"Just the genre." 

"Placing people who are not actors, or are at least not explicitly playing characters, in irregular situations and then developing a narrative around their relatively unscripted responses."

"I...see. Well, this isn't that, I'm self-conscious enough about being a barn-sized monstrosity as it is," she adds, a little unhappily. One of the tentacles with a ribbon wrapped around a few yards of its length curls around herself.