(group is having a late dinner in the kitchen)
Scooter: You guys hear that Claudia's been turning herself into a rabbit?
Erin: It's true - and I'll bet it's been a hair (or hare)-raising experience for her roommates.
Nora: They're probably the ones who turned her into a rabbit.
Beige: Wait, hold on, I thought they sent her back in time or something.
Storyteller: No, I heard she sent Bunsen back in time.
Nora: Oh, let's face it, it's business as usual for them.
Erin: Yeah, tomorrow they'll all probably be sprouting leeks out of their ears.
Scooter: And then they could audition for Marvin Suggs' All-Food Glee Club.
Beige: Or at least make a pot of vichyssoise.
Nora: Maybe, with some potatoes, and chives, and some cayenne powder and seafood...
Scooter: No, cayenne and seafood go in bouillabaisse.
Storyteller: Well, why'd you have to take it to Bouillabaisse? Sure, it's a nice little town in France, but I don't see why you'd have to take your cayenne and seafood all the way there...
Nora: I think leeks would go better in a quiche or something...
Erin: No, you don't want leaks in your quiche - the filling would ooze out all over the oven and make an unholy mess.
(conversation continues in the vein of groan-worthy cuisine jokes until Storyteller tells everyone that their dinner's getting cold)