Okay, it really annoys me when I talk to Motch and get ignored.
This happened just the other day when I needed something from this drawer. I couldn't open it myself, and I needed help.
And then of all things, she asked, "Petra, what's wrong?"
The drawer was stuck, shut tight, and I wanted it opened. How much plainer could I make it?
As you can see, I remained patient for quite some time, but eventually patience gave way to boredom (notice the yawn) and hunger, so I gnawed at a piece of wood and enjoyed the taste.
Guess I showed her.