“I know. How are we ever going to survive this class?”
Suddenly, an unusual caped figure appeared in the doorway. He said, “Sounds like a job for ... DUCT TAPE MAN!”
He ripped off a piece of his trusty, sticky material, and despite bugged eyes and pleading expressions from the professor, plastered the tape directly over her mouth. Her eyes rolled up in her head, and she tumbled to the floor.
“Another crisis averted.” Duct Tape Man strolled smoothly back into the hall.