Swamped

"Worse getting is problem the."

You back up a bit.

"That improve things?" you ask hopefully.

He looks annoyed.

"Now I've lost track of where I was. A little further back. And then I'll write you a note."

Maybe you should write him one, too.

"No, we need to talk," he says, startling you. "I don't think it's going to be very productive, but it has to be done."

This is way worse than it was a moment ago. Come to think of it, the singing was a little weird. Was that the same thing?

"It might be part of the phenomenon. Either way, it's clear that the anomaly needs to be resolved."

You really don't like how he's doing that.

"I don't like it either but it's what I remember happening," he grumbles. "All right, here's the note. Now we talk."

He flings the note towards you. The first item on it seems to be what he wants you to say, not that you can figure out why just by looking at it.