So Maxton had clearly picked the slowest mouse known to man. The poor thing had almost made it once through, but now they only had five minutes. And sure, the professor had told them they were doing great work, but still.

Fortunately, things were beginning to pick up. "Hey, it made it!" Or.. he? she? It. "Good job, little fake buddy." Halfway sarcastic thumbs up for the mouse. Finn was about to put the mouse back at the starting point, but then he paused. "Er, think we need to run another cheesecake through for a stronger scent first?"