Edna, our prayers have been answered.
What do you mean, Stanley?
Just look at this beauty. We won't have to worry about anything anymore.
This. . . thing? What does it do?
Anything you want, darling. And I got it for a steal.
Will it make you dinner?
Uh, well, no.
Do I have to say any more, Stanley?
No dear. I get the idea.
I wonder.