Oz's class was once again in the Danger Shop, and he looked mighty pleased with himself today. The Shop resembled a labspace, with opaque drapes covering the equipment on the benches. He also had a cannon by his desk that might have looked awfully familiar to Peter certain members of the class.
"One highly underrated skill that's even more vital in today's age of ubiquitous advertising is the ability to balance an open mind with a healthy degree of skepticism. Not believing everything you're told, but being willing to search for the kernel of truth that may or may not be there." Anyone who'd listened to radio over the weekend could probably guess where this was heading. "And the best was to uncover this truth is through experimentation, repeated experimentation. With partners, so get ready to find one."
He pressed a remote control, and the drapes vanished to reveal bags and cans of glitter in every size and colour that could fit on the benches, some of which were marked 'edible'. "Your job today will be to apply glitter to your classmates, working your way through the supplies, and see what happens. For science." For something all right.
"Of course, every experiment needs a control group, which in this case is myself and Peter here. We'll be supervising." This reprieve wasn't just Oz being kind, it was also that certain activities weren't as much fun when you already knew what would happen. He patted the MythGlitzerGun. "Anyone who tries invalidate the experiment by contaminating the control to gets to make friends with Betsy here."
[Away you go]