Well, this could be a problem.
“So, you’re the scrappy cub reporter tasked with the responsibility of writing that feature piece about my seemingly banal science research in your newspaper or possibly magazine, eh?”
“Er … yes, Dr. Cruelpepper. I suppose that’s me. I'm just here to talk about your experimentation with bacteria and I'm sure that's all we can anticipate discussing today. I want to give readers a sense of your vision for SWEET MOTHER WHAT IS THAT?”
“Oh, this is Frank.”
“Dr. Cruelpepper, this a … he’s a …”
“Frank is a unique specimen, I grant you.”
“Why would you think to even introduce this quasi-mechanical prehistoric beast to our world‽ We … it’s ..."
“Aw, I had to create Frank. Who else would keep Gwendolyn company?”
“Who is Gw- HOLY JAMBALAYA. IT’S A PANDA BEAR WITH CHAINSAWS FOR ARMS.”
“Oh, sorry. Gwendolyn likes to sniff.”
“Dr. Cruelpepper, you’re out here creating these beastly abominations … just ... why? Tell me why.”
“Same reason I made Frank meow. Life finds a way, my friend, but without whimsy, it’s pretty freakin’ dull.”