It was Monday, 8 in the morning. As you groaned/yawned from waking up. You chose to brush your teeth and eat. You go outside for some fresh air. So, you decided to sit on your porch and breathe for a moment as you enjoy the morning sun. After a little while, a young, 9-year old girl would walk up to you. She was walking her dog. Her eyes looked strange but you didn’t think much of it. She spoke to you, in a manner very unusual for a 9-year old Mister, what are you doing exactly?