Many years ago, I was walking up to my company building and I tripped over a frog. It may have been a toad. I was stunned to hear the frog shout, "Hey handsome, I need to talk to you."
"OMG", I exclaimed.
The frog says, "I am cursed by a wicked witch. I am really a beautiful buxom babe. If you kiss me, I will regain my voluptuous form, be your girlfriend and serve your every need."
I put the frog in my pocket and continued on to my office. I put the frog in my desk and was about to close the drawer when I noticed the frog's very perplexed expression.
"Look", I said, "I am really busy with this new project and I do not have time for a girlfriend. But I have always wanted a talking frog."
Everything in its own time.