Shego kept her eye on Kim from behind the counter for several minutes after she bit into the brownie, seeing nothing unusual. She eventually spotted a phone on the back wall of the kitchen and dialed Drakken on it. "You know, this is not exactly what I had in mind when you said we were gonna make plans for lunch," she grumbled into the receiver. "She only took one bite and nothing's happening. Is this thing still gonna work or what?"
A matronly woman came up from behind her, slapping a large metal spoon against her hand and saying, "Hey you, you're not getting paid to yack on the phone, get back to work!"
Shego spun around said, "Oh, go stick that spoon up your ass!"
"Uh, excuse me?" replied Drakken in a small voice.
"Don't worry about it Dr. D., I was talking to Big Bertha over here."
"Miss Gogh, you are excused!" replied the head lunch lady. She stomped away, calling out, "Turn in your hair net and apron!" over her shoulder.
Shego sneered at her, yelling, "Fine, but the hair net's mine, ya bitch."
"Shego? Shego, are you still there?" asked Drakken.
"Um, yeah. Anyway, as I was saying-- Kimmy only took one bite and I don't see anything happening." She rolled her eyes. "What am I supposed to do now, put your sex-whatever formula in an after-school snack?"
"Just one bite, eh? Pity. I knew I should have gone with the lemon squares. Anyway, that should still do the trick, but there will be a delay on the effect. Watch over her and make sure you keep me updated."
"But Dr. D," questioned Shego, "what if she gives the rest of the brownie to her little friend here?"
"Which friend, the buffoon? Hmm. I haven't even considered what effect this particular formula might have on him. It would probaby do little more than give him the enviable side effect of--"
"No, not him, the girl. You know, not the total bitch but the sassy one."
"Ah, the raven-haired girl? Now Shego, if you're trying to distract me with the idea of a little bi-racial lesbian action, it's not going to work," laughed the evil genius. "Besides, she probably doesn't fall into that percentile anyway. I'll see you later this afternoon."
"Ugh! Distract you from what?" Shego slammed the receiver down in disgust and bolted from the kitchen. She looked out to the cafeteria just in time to see the sidekick walking over to Kimmy's table. They made some kind of exchange before she rose to her feet and held her tray up to him. Shego gasped as he reached for the remains of the brownie, tossing it into the air and catching it with his mouth.