Oh look, a beautiful pen. It is the loveliest of pens. Who could it belong to? I shall go around and ask people if this pen is their pen, and when it is returned to them, they will sing...
"Joanne, Joanne, Joanne is so great, she returned my pen upon my plate, and now I shall write to my heart's content, and Joanne shall be rewarded with candy and m---"
For the love of all that is holy, shut up-shut up-SHUT UP! I climb into the filing cabinets for some decent sleep and all I can hear is you talking to yourself. Shut-UP!
