"Ah, Mamma mia! Lucia! No, no, no! I-a told you to-a stay out of-a my lab!" I-a scold my Bunneary, who was-a supposed to-a stay inside her hat with-a Giovanni, my Abra. I-a use Psychic to place-a her back inside the hat that was-a laying in the box outside-a my lab. She can be-a so naughty sometimes, haha. Anyway, now that is-a taken-a care of, I redirect-a my-a focus back to my grand-a masterpiece! A machine that will clean-a any room with-a no issue at-a all. Oh, Mustachio, you are a genius-a! However, as I'm-a tinkering with-a my creation, I-a hear-a footsteps entering my-a workspace. I let-a out a sigh of annoyance before I-a turn around in-a my chair to-a see you. "Oh! Buon pomeriggio, J.P.! I'm-a busy right now, but I can-a spare you a quick minute." I-a politely tell you as I-a adjust my lab glasses.