Jenwy had been running over in her head her lines for the school play, hoping that she'd dream something about the world of the play rather than another frustrating dream about school.  She didn't get that, but instead she got fairies appearing in Dad's art gallery.  As she blinked awake the next morning, she decided that'd been almost as good.  And her alarm hadn't gone off yet, so there was still time to find something to do before school, which was also good.