"We'll get her a pointy hat, and everything," Ana replied. "A designer one, she'd probably love that." Sometimes it was easier to just go along with Issac and hope he'd get to the point. Unfortunately, it didn't look like this was going to be one of those times.
"No," Ana sighed. "No, mijo, I don't get it at all." She rubbed at her forehead, feeling a headache starting to build behind her eyes. "Look, if you want my help, fine, I'll do what I can. Though I at least need to know what I'm helping with, and 'finding Dorothy's silver slippers' isn't something I can say I've ever done. Or would even know how to do."