Welcome to Gadget's Workshop. The mistress of this place is the most
charming mechanic you have ever seen.
Shush! Be quiet, please! Why, you asking? Gadget is taking a break
from inventing and is sleeping right now. Her splendid hair
is falling at her shoulders like a gold waterfall, and gleaming
in the flickering star light. She lays with her little palm, which still
has the scent of machine oil, under her cheek and is peacefully snuffling
in a dream.
Let us wish her a pleasant dream and carefully pass her room and
step into Gadget's Workshop.