RX: "Can you bring me a pencil?"
Me: "A what?!?"
RX: "A pencil. There's one stuck in the wooden block mounted over my desk..."
Me: "Sure, yeah, I mean... I heard you, it's just that I've been on this planet just over half a century at this point and that's literally the first time I've ever had someone in a bathtub ask me to bring them a pencil."(She needed to mark a particularly annoying vocabulary error in the book she was reading, not scrawl a new geometrical proof on the bathroom wall.)
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