Even Ted noticed how wary he was of these things. Maybe he had a phobia of why it needed an eyepatch in the first place? He had to take a look at its socket.

"Oh! Well would you look at that. Poor beast was half-blinding himself and hardly needed to." Its other eye was perfectly in tact. He addressed the robots. "Don't worry! Soon you'll be back to your old selves in due time! Come on, Bracken, let's return to the 'Employees Only' section; these reagents ought to break the spell." Another yank, another break in to a run to return.

He cast his clothes into the cauldron, which was secretly calibrated to activate once a certain weight was reached. Thank goodness it still worked; once it got the correct ounces, a clicking, cranking noise marked the opening of a secret compartment. "Hallelujah! The prize must surely be through here. Let's claim it!"