Granted. They are your second test subject for your new invention. Unfortunately, there a slight problem (Your fault. You forgot to recalibrate it afler the lemon incident) and they teleport into my grave, inside my head. This causes them to mutate with the lemons, bringing me back to life as a photosynthetic zombie, whose lifespan is extended indefinitely. I reverse engineer the process and become a quadrillionaire, driving your company into the ground.
I wish for Jell-O.