"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. 

"I'll... see if I can pick you up," says the fairy dubiously. "Yell if I yank something wrong, I guess."

Being lifted in this way is not terribly comfortable, probably because he's mostly behaving like she's an ovoid defined by the circumference ribbons, but it doesn't hurt or anything.

"You're not yanking anything wrong," she reports. 

"Okay. Is your demon paying me?"

"Yeah, whaddaya want?" Cam asks.

The fairy has a list. Cam produces the stuff.

"Antarctica. Anywhere in particular?" the fairy asks Lucy.

"Nah. Somewhere pretty, I guess." 

"I'll see what I can do. You gotta confirm that we have a deal, trip for that stuff."

"Trip for that stuff, deal," she agrees. 

And the fairy scoops her up and Cam opens the door for them and out they go, south south south south here's Antarctica! He finds a spot with penguins.

Oh wow penguins. 

The penguins don't like it if she comes too close but if she scoots far enough back she can watch them. After a little while she starts to get bored, moves farther off so as not to disturb the penguins, and starts rolling snow for the base of an enormous snowman. 

The wind over the mountains makes an odd, almost piping noise. 

The fairy hangs around. Rights a toppled penguin. "How long you gonna stay? I could come back and pick you up if it's gonna be hours and hours."

"It's probably gonna be hours and hours, I haven't gotten to play in the snow in a long time." 

"I could go have a look around, come back whenever you think you'll be done."

"Let's say...five hours? Ish?" 

"Sure, I'll set my timer. Don't go too far or take off the ribbons or I won't be able to find you, yeah?"