Dobbsey: Professor, would you like some pocky?

Brainley: Bah. Pocky is the opiate of the masses.

Dobbsey: I...doubt that very much.

Brainley: Are you sure? Check the ingredients.

Dobbsey: Chocolate, Sugar, Flour...yeah, I'm not seeing it.

Brainley: In that case, allow me to propose a new invention: Opium-flavored pocky!