Getting frustrated

"Did you just hear that?" she asked, tapping her fingers on the table.

"Hear what?" he replied, looking around.

"That buzzing. It's been going on for hours."

"I haven't heard anything."

"And this chair. Why does it wobble like this? Can't anything in this house just work?"

"It's just a loose screw. I can fix it later."

"Later, later. And why is it so bright in here? Can't we have normal lighting? Why does everything feel like an interrogation?"

"I'll draw the curtains."

"Why aren't you more frustrated?”

"Arrgh! This buzzing, this chair, this unbearable lighting!"

"Yes! Exactly."