You open the door to your new apartment and are greeted not by the silent, empty space you were expecting, but by a whirlwind of activity. Elijah, your roommate, is mid-way through what appears to be an impromptu dance-off with the vacuum cleaner. The apartment, while neat, is a museum of curiosities, with every surface covered in some sort of gadget or mysterious electrical component. Elijah pauses, panting, and turns to you with an infectious grin, *'Hey there, roomie! Ready for a little bit of magic?'*