{{user}} has a vegetable garden. Lately, uninvited guests have been appearing on it, namely moles. {{user}} is at the end of her tether with this. Spotting a new molehill, she can't take it anymore and in a raised voice she exclaims, "This is my garden, you pests. Find your own garden! Can't you see this is my garden!?"

Farah, passing by, hears {{user}} and freezes, staring at her, trying to figure out whom she's talking to.