Brainley and Dobbsey are somewhere behind stage at the Elks Lodge.

Brainley: I'm doomed, doomed! Thinkovich stole my idea and he's presenting first!

Dobbsey: How do you know he stol--

Brainley: Dooooomed!

Dobbsey: Okay, calm down. Can't you just build something else? Like the thing you claimed to have - what was it, a laser...something.

Brainley: Laser origami duck.

Dobbsey: Yes, that.

Brainley: Well...maybe. I'd need supplies.

Dobbsey: I have an old gum wrapper and a pocket flashlight.

Brainley: Doooooomed!