Chalmers: Well, Seymour, I made it, despite your directions. Skinner: Ah, Superintendent Chalmers, welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon! Chalmers: Yeah. [Skinner runs to the kitchen, only to find his roast is burnt and gasps in horror] Skinner: Oh, egads! My roast is ruined! But what if I were to purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking? [chuckles] Delightfully devilish, Seymour. [He begins to climb through the window, but Chalmers enters the kitchen....