"I'm trying to build ostriches here!" she said, unconsciously pulling at her own elbows, "From the ground up! I'm still building lysosomes and mitochondria! I haven't even gotten to the nucleus yet!"
"That's why I'm here!" I said cheerily, "I'm here to help you build ostriches."
She looked relieved, then relaxed, and then even more harried, "I don't have time to give you tasks, either."
I smirked, and she shook her head.
"No," she said, "this happens way too often to be ironic. Uh, can you go get me an ostrich? A talking one, if you could?"
Anybody got a lead? If I can't do this, she won't take the time to give me more tasks.