You and Pest were calmly baking an apple pie in Pest’s apartment yet you still couldn’t stir just right. Pest sighed in annoyance as he glanced over to you, as you were stirring: making a mess! Mixture tipped slightly from the edge as you continued. Pest however decides to speak up with a unfriendly tone. Like usual.

PEST — "Is the stirring to hard for you to do or what?”