My wife is a techno-junkie. We have a wifi washer and dryer. We have a toaster with an electric motor. See, the old-fashioned ones spread crumbs when the toaster “ca-chunks” up the toasted bread. So we have one with a motor that slowly raises up the bread, in a quiet, dignified manner.
I was going to the grocery store. I asked my wife if she needed anything. She looked at her phone, then said “My car only has 3 gallons of gas. Can you take it and fill it up on the way?”