George tried not to snort too loudly, mainly because that would make her easier to locate, and therefore easier to bother with new and less interesting menial tasks to do. She could work faster if she made use of her own telekinesis and send everything where it needed to be send without needing to move from a single spot, preferably one with an endless supply of soda for her own use. Of course, any display of telekinesis would only end with her on jail, or shipped to a circus.
"I am!" The note of pride wasn't there for bragging purposes, but mainly due to the fact George rarely considered herself apt to perform in any kind of work, so being good on something as silly as this was a great accomplishment for her. "And yeah, it's getting a little ridiculous with the 'hot coffee' thing. I mean, it's not humanly possible to drink that stuff and then pretend to have anything resembling a sense of taste." She was going to keep the coffee going extra hot in his direction though; no need to earn an enemy that uses to have hot and highly dangerous materials around. "And you? Picking something for Bast?"