Brainley and Dobbsey are in the lab. Brainley is standing near a dummy head with what looks like an old-fashioned football helmet strapped on it, except there are strange conical prongs all over it, and leads running off to a large lantern battery.

Brainley: Argh! I just got off the phone with my supplier. they're completely out of the lasers I need for my helmet.

Dobbsey: Apple probably has a temporary monopsony on them. they buy so many components that they essentially corner the market.

Dobbsey: ...wait, what did you use instead?

Brainley: Death ray!