Debbie: You guys better look busy. Start washing the dishes and scrubbing the floors!
Mark: No way!
Tinker: And nothing you say will change our minds!
Debbie: Would you rather be locked up in a dungeon?
Tinker: On second thought, pass the soap! (Speedy laughs) Don't just stand there, Speedy. You're going to help!
(Several minutes later)
Speedy: Me and my big mouth!
Mark: (On his knees scrubbing the floor) Oooh, my aching back!
Tinker: (Washing the dishes) Why are you complaining? Look at me--18 years old and dishpan hands!
Mark: Oh yeah! Well what about my washerwoman's knees?
Debbie: Now I'll turn it to neutralize and and bring the zombie twins out of their trances. (Activates mind ruler, freeing Mark and Tinker)
Tinker: *WHEW* Thanks!
Mark: Yeah, thanks! Now to get over to the giant mind ruler and and neutralize it before we're discovered. Debbie, I want you and Speedy to..
Debbie: Hmmm. I liked it better when I was giving the orders. Maybe I ought to put you two back under.
Tinker and Mark: DEBBIE!!!
Debbie: I was only kidding!