Me: "Who? Who??"
Mom: "You know, the one who's nails grow longer..."
Mom: "No, not the girl. The one that changes shape."
Mom: "That's the one. But he kept messing up all the time."
So. Envy the figure skater. Why do I sense another photoshop edit coming? O.o
And another thing. My mom nearly burned herself once, and after putting her hand under cold water, started mumbling: "I only have one body...that is, unless I become a homonculus. But that's too messy, better call Winry in instead."