"Technically that is all there is to it. I want one to bring back to my apartment. You can't cuddle a fish, but it'd still be nice to have something there waiting for me when I get home."

A frown touches her face. "But its not as easy as it sounds! These scoops have to be made of the most frail substance known to man. I have tried numerous times, and have not managed to scoop one of them up. Perhaps I merely lack the manual dexterity needed, I've seen other people win." She sounds ever so slightly bitter about that. Just a wee bit.