I worked for years at a place that hosted children's parties. The parties generally had themes (pirate island, Harry Potter, fairy castle etc.) and the staff would dress in costume and design the decorations and kiddie swag accordingly. K. was the ultimate hostess, leading the children in games and telling stories as a lovely witch or fairy queen or Hogwart's professor. Occasionally, she'd enlist her boyfriend to help out, but over time we realized any man who'd willingly wear the tights and ballet slippers as Prince Charming was doomed: a break-up was imminent.