[After finishing marking up homework, he seems to be spurred by an idea. Ignoring his fellow teachers, he single-mindedly goes over to one of the bottomless cabinets near the stove and begins to rummage through it. A pile of condiment bottles from various cultures, planets, and universes grows next to him until he emerges, hair slightly rumpled, with a slightly crusty bottle of HP Sauce (http://www.brownsauce.org/).]

Fantastic.