lucy, losing her temper over a buzzing mosquito: UGH! I HATE INSECTS!

lucy, 3 seconds later: I HATE EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE IN GENERAL!

steinbeck: even yourself?

lucy: especially myself.

steinbeck: ...

lucy: YOU HAVE NO IDEA! *starts crying*

twain, entering the scene a few moments later: heyyy, what happened here?

steinbeck:

steinbeck: there was a mosquito.