Brainley is sitting on a small stand so as to peer into a microscope. Dobbsey walks in.

Brainley: Okay, now move that cluster ten microns to the left... no, no, MY left.

Dobbsey: Um, Professor? You're talking to your microscope again.

Brainley looks up.

Brainley: What? Oh, no, I'm just directing the results of my latest invention: Nanognomes!

Dobbsey: Nano...gnomes.

Brainley: Precisely!

Brainley (voiceover): Just imagine! An army of microscopic robotic gnomes, capable of performing any number of small tasks!

Cut to a diagram of what appears to be a garden-variety gnome. Various elements are labelled - hat with "Hat Missile", eyes with "Laser Vision", head with "Diabolically Clever A.I.", and boots with "Adorable Tiny Boots".

Zoom back out to the lab. The gnomes have begun chanting in Russian.

Brainley: Argh! The last version had this bug too.

Dobbsey: What's wrong?

Brainley: They've formed a union and are demanding health benefits and an incredibly tiny water cooler.