Shawn: By the way, I know what you're thinking. "Maybe Janet can help."
Michael: Ah. You're wrong.
Shawn: Janet?
Janet: [appears with her hands cuffed] Oh, hi, you little cuties. I love you guys so much, except for you, Jason, because I hate you. I hate you.
Eleanor: Janet, what's wrong?
Janet: Ooh! Where's my phone?
Michael: We put a restraining bracelet on her, disrupting her powers.
Janet: It's made of mag-a-nets. Mag-a-nets. Mag-a-ne-its. Magnets are supposed to make me feel drunk, but guess what, I feel fine.