Actually, I take that back. There was a fireworks robot that was malfunctioning and shooting explosives off inches from my face. That one takes the broken cake.

We seem to have a decent mix of skill sets, at least.

With us as a group. Not the robots.

[ Or she could just continually take the latest project out of his hands and tell him 'no' while pointing him to a conveniently placed napping cot. That also works. ]