I don't talk to you directly in the clip, but I do talk to myself. I've come upstairs to do some work at my computer and I realise that I forgot to put any milk in my coffee, and I hate black coffee. The kitchen is all the way downstairs and I can't really be bothered going back down again. Thankfully, I make milk! I'm going to put breastmilk into my coffee instead, hand expressing it out. It's hard, as some of it hits my keyboard and desk instead of inside the mug, but after lots of jets, streams and drips, I have enough milk for me to happily enjoy my coffee.