A department store. A sign reads "Hats". A sales droid is holding a cardboard box and placing hats on a hat stand - a top hat, a beanie with propeller, a woman's Easter hat.

Brainley (offscreen): Ahoy!

The sales droid spins around and accidentally tosses the cardboard box.

Droid: What, what?!?

The droid leans down to talk to Brainley.

Droid: Can I help you?

Brainley: I'm in the market for a hat, my good man.

Droid: Certainly. Might I recommend our line of organic, free-range hats?

The droid holds out the Easter hat. It is glowing slightly.

In the meantime, Brainley has donned the top hat.

Brainley: Free-range...hats?

Cut to a shot of a farm. A cowboy hat, Irish golf hat, and a bowler hat lay on the grass inside a wooden pen. A conical Vietnamese hat with rooster legs wanders around on the wooden beams.

Droid (voiceover): Oh yes, they're quite the pick for our more environmentally-conscious customers. Just imagine, hats allowed to roam free as nature intended. No pesticides, no hatband growth hormones...

Droid (voiceover): ...harvested by hand using traditional methods.

Cut back to a shot of the department store. Brainley is now standing on a stack of cardboard boxes. The Vietnamese hat is standing on his head.

Brainley: Well, actually, I just need the hats for a weather machine I'm building. I'll take two dozen of whichever hat has the highest phosphorous content.

Droid: Hmmm...that'd be the beanie, then.