(Principal Skinner treats Superintendent Chalmers to dinner at his home.) Superintendent Chalmers: Seymour, those string beans were cooked to perfection. After 20 years, I am finally starting to like you. Principal Skinner: Just wait for dessert, sir. I made it with you in mind. Superintendent Chalmers: Outstanding. I'll just shut my eyes and let you place it before me. (Selma's erotic cake accidentally flies in through the window and lands on the table in front of Chalmers and Skinner and the two recoil in horror when they see it.) Agnes: (from upstairs) Seymour! What's going on? I'm coming down there! Superintendent Chalmers: Quick! We'll have to eat from each end. We'll know we're safe when our lips meet in the middle.