After cautiously accepting assistance from one of the teenagers' friends in learning how to make malt balls, Emet-Selch is beginning to wonder if maybe he should have simply outsourced the work to someone else (like the foul-mouthed boy) and added a touch of his own magic afterwards. Neither death magic nor alchemy magic makes for appealing dishes, so the best idea he could come up with is to animate the ingredients themselves - all thanks to the boost he received upon journeying to Elphame.

Said upgrade is, however, not proving to be the boon one would think. The ingredients are certainly animated, yes...but now they run amok all over the kitchen.

And he doesn't know how to stop them.

"Get down from there!" he says furiously to some malt balls rattling about on a high shelf. Others gleefully race each other down the kitchen counter, evading attempts at capture.