Brainley and Dobbsey are still polygons. They are surrounded by more rectangles.

Brainley: Rectangle number 194...shoebox. You know, I could have sworn I left the machine around here somewhere.

Dobbsey: Professor, I hesitate to ask, but...why exactly do you have so many shoeboxes?

Brainley: Well, you know. The usual reason.

Dobbsey: The...usual reason?

Brainley: I was building a steam-powered millipede.

Dobbsey: Ah. Of course.

Dobbsey wanders off amongst the rectangles. One box has a label reading 'Insert sheep'.

Dobbsey: Why is this box labeled 'Sheep'?

Sheep: Baa!

Dobbsey: Right, setting that down then...