Brainley and Dobbsey are sitting in the lab, having tea.

Dobbsey: Heard you nearly blew up the lab last night.

Brainley: Well, you know how tricky those death rays can be.

Dobbsey: True.

Dobbsey: Gonna try again tonight?

Brainley: Oh, probably. And you?

Dobbsey: Opera tickets.

Brainley: Good, good. Probably a lot less hazardous.

Dobbsey: Well, you never know.