In the morning, pick up her two children and traveling with them to a quiet place. They wait until there are eleven minutes past eleven at night, shake hands and cover their offspring in silence the arrival of the Apocalypse. "I have it all figured out," says with a grim expression while sipping a glass of water. "If we suffer an extinction like the dinosaurs, I deliver. But if it is only a partial extinction of the species, I think so. "