"Those damned patent agents come to you like mosquitos. Worse than insurance agents - and that's saying a lot!"

A hand slammed against a desk and caused a mighty thud. All the other heads in the room looked up from their work momentarily, and looked down again when they found no target for schadenfreude.

"Look, Homer," the man sitting at the desk next to the one that had just been slapped said, "the fact they want to sign us up to be patented shows we're succeeding, somewhat. They can smell that. Nothing succeeds like success."

"Well, Steve," Homer replied, exasperated, "have you seen the crappy prices they've been offering? If they want to help us, they should at least have the decency and respect to name a half-fair price."

"Don't you want to provide for your retirement?"

"Don't you want to benefit all? It'll start here, and will just never end. It'll become the biggest advancement in human history since tool use. All tools before now augmented the body. This one will augment the mind, and even society!"