[[A beret-wearing figure interrupts a Scienceer in the midst of their work.]]
Beret: What're you doing?
Scienceer: Testing a saple for beryllium.
Beret: That? Yeah, there's a bunch of berylliums.
Scienceer: How do you know?

[[Beret picks up the sample.]]
Beret: Look at it! See? Tons of oxygens and silicons, a few irons, but definitely some berylliums, too! Can't you see them?

Scienceer: No, I can't see a list of the atoms in a thing by looking.
Beret: How do you tell what things are?

Scienceer: This is ridiculous. Look at me. What do you see?
Beret: You have tons of metal in your face. Lots of fillings, I guess?

Scienceer: What's WRONG with you?
[[Beret looks worriedly at own wrist.]]
Beret: Too many zincs? I've always worried I had too much zinc and everyone thought I was weird.

{{Title text: When I was little I had trouble telling my dad apart form the dog. I always recognized my mom because she had a bunch of extra plutoniums in her middle. I never did ask her why ...}}