Me: [on phone to my brother] Tom, I need your help. I need one of your skills. You're the best in the world at this.
Tom: [instantly] Eating.
Me: I can do that myself. I'm even better at that than you are.
Tom: That's true. Is it my ability to stay non-stressed?
Tom: Hm... [suddenly, very excitedly] You need me to play an MMORPG for you?
Me: [laughing] No! I'm going to a birthday party for someone on my team tonight, and --
Tom: Ah, you want me to help you pick out a present.
Me: That's right. I've been walking around stores in downtown Mountain View, and all they sell is candles and chandeliers.
Tom: It's not a present for you, Niniane.
Me: I've been asking him to work a lot in the past few days to meet a deadline, and I figure if I meet his wife and kids, then they won't hate me.
Tom: Or it could let them put a face to the enemy.