Sentience in a seed-pod

I fear that Tracey, my long-suffering office mate, is beginning to lose it. Witness the following shocking activities:

• A book thrown at me from across the room.
  
• A phone, slammed in anguish and retaliation into it's cradle.
  
• Constant angry typing followed by maniacal giggling.
  
• Death threats should I reveal any of the above.
  

I smile and nod.