"You know, Doctor," she began, even though I didn't, "I often wonder if I'll ever find the perfect guy for me."

"Mmm hmm," I responded as I tried to focus on my work.

Peri continued. "I get all these men chasing after me, but they're all after one thing."

"Pliers," I said.

"What?" asked Peri.

"Pliers," I repeated in annoyance, "Please hand me the pliers."

Peri scoffed for some reason, but handed me the pliers regardless. She then continued with her droning monologue.

"What I want is a real gentleman, one who has as much brains as brawn." She leaned over the console. "Do you know someone like that, Doctor?"

"K-9," I replied.

"Pardon me?" said Peri.

"K-9," I said, "never talked this much while I was trying to work. Well, okay, he did, but he wasn't as confusing."

For some reason, Peri proceeded to get all huffy with me.

"Doctor," she complained, "I get lonely around here and have no-one to confide in. I try to talk with you and you just brush me off! How do you think that makes me feel?!" She stormed off.

I sighed. Couldn't she see that I was just trying to get some work done?