[Plankton happens to be in a very fortunate position. Namely, he's been observing the people working as gardeners for the last while as they tended to various bushes around the area. Even more specifically than that, he's taken notice of their tools. You know. Hedge trimmers and small chainsaws and things of the like. Awfully convenient cutting tools.
He's not stupid enough to try it on himself. But this guy seems either afraid or desperate (or maybe both), and while he'll adjust to the band after a while like everyone else, until then Plankton can use him as a convenient test dummy.
He props an elbow up, leaning casually against a wall when Doof approaches.]
Why, of course I will. All you have to do is follow me and we'll have that thing off in minutes.
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He's not stupid enough to try it on himself. But this guy seems either afraid or desperate (or maybe both), and while he'll adjust to the band after a while like everyone else, until then Plankton can use him as a convenient test dummy.
He props an elbow up, leaning casually against a wall when Doof approaches.]
Why, of course I will. All you have to do is follow me and we'll have that thing off in minutes.