[it's probably a mind full of pain right now as pieces are moved and shifted--once, twice--
whatever laughter was there now becoming a strained, half-crazed sound when there's a bit of a problem. oh no. oh no--two pieces not going together right...]
"Should come with instructions, these ones--"
"Here. These pieces are crooked. Let me straighten them."
[so more slicing and dicing and breaking--but hey, at least the pieces fit now]