The Elephant Upstairs

I think my upstairs neighbor has been cast under an evil spell. By day she is a friendly, and quite petite young woman, a freelance journalist who recently relocated from New York City. But, as darkness falls, the transformation occurs... she turns into a restless elephant who apparently wears clogs. You think I'm joking? Then you try sleeping as she paces throughout the night! If anyone knows of an antidote, something that can reverse the spell, please let me know. I'm thinking of getting her a nice quiet fuzzy pair of slippers in the meantime.