She looks around. Everything she sees with her sleep-drowsed eyes seems alien. Some of the things standing there are wholly unfamiliar in form and function. And those strange clothes ? A hat - a jacket, a pair of trousers made of bulky blue material. Not very suitable for women, thinks Orlando.

Suddenly, the door opens and a man comes into the room. But something is not quite right; his attire and gait are of the masculinity once familiar to Orlando in herself, but the voice sounds feminine. And soon there is no doubt: the person standing in front of her shares the same gender. They soon overcome their mutual astonishment, and make friends. Henrike, for so she is called, will be a big help in this new world.