Once upon a time, I had a dream. A nightmare. I was Flairé (yay!), but I was being chased by a 12-foot tall blue Santa Claus garden gnome, which eventually caught up to me and started chewing on my face. I was rather put out about this, so I decided to wake up. I was rather cranky from having to wake up to escape blue Santa Claus garden gnomes, so I told my friend Jake about it, who immediately lit up and exclaimed “I need one”. So. Now he has one. But it’s only 2-3 inches tall and unlikely to start chewing on anything, terrifying though it may look.