['Trying to prepare some kind of meal' is perhaps putting it generously, as there was a small completely mangled thing that looked like it had been a rabbit once, a bowl, and an irregular pile of cut vegetables and vastly differing and inappropriate combinations of herbs, who going from the state of all apparently has been made by someone who hates every single thing there specifically and personally.

She huffs an annoyed sigh, still staring at the ceiling.]

I get that feeling too. I'm starting to think that all the people in charge here are suffering from some kind of Narcissistic personality disorder.

I'm bored. It's boring here.

[Once again she turns to shout at the ceiling]

THIS ISN'T GOING TO MAKE ENTERTAINING TELEVISION YOU KNOW!