Brainley is standing next to a frying pan set on the counter, wearing a chef's hat, singing.

Brainley: o/~ Pancakes, pancakes...and bacon. o/~

Dobbsey: Professor, you do realize that's not a stove, right?

Brainley: Er...of course! But your question has offended me. Had I oven mitts, I would throw one down - for I challenge you to a duel! Pancakes at dawn!

Narrator: Next dawn...

Brainley is covered in pancakes.

Brainley: Best two out of three!