"You guys... really have this down. Like, Christ, you sound like you could make an instruction manual on the thing." you stated, for some reason apparently making Apocrita proud as she puffed out her chest. "It's also really sad you're so bad at it too." you quickly add in, deflating her swelling pride. "Seriously, if you were really good at it, you'd just convince them right away to give you what you want and be done with it. Shame on you, I almost thought better of you."