And yet you have the energy to criticize me.
What a surprising and unusual turn of events.

[ She does not get away from the garbage. In fact, she reaches deeeeeeep inside the dumpster... pulls out a softball-sized object that is sort of taupe-ish and composed entirely of right angles and straight edges... and throws it (gently) at clover. ]

It's all just data.
It doesn't even stink.