Her: Can you fix this picture for me?
Me: Sure. What would you like us to do?
Her: Can you move the cow?
Me: Move the cow?
Her: I want to know what my great-grandfather looked like. That’s him.
She pointed to the feet sticking out under the cow.
Me: I don’t think we can do that.
Her: Just move the cow over, and we’ll be able to see his face.
Me: I’m sorry. We don’t have the technology to do that.
Her: (getting huffy) Well, I guess I’ll just take this somewhere else.