Jack clamped his hands down over Ginny's little ears, halfway through explaining that the toaster actually transfers personality from the person that hits the depressor into whatever is being toasted. Not exactly a soul transference because it doesn't hurt the person using the toaster, but one can imagine having a copy of oneself suddenly waking up as toast being more than a little frightening.

The interns were probably laughing at the wildly attempting to escape toast, having no idea the terror they were causing them.

Or the nightmares they would have of these moments for the next few weeks. Served them right.

"Go to the office and I'll go see whose coming back unscheduled. Call Sasan while you're up there and tell him to use his wagging finger technique. And to pull the plug!"