As the other crew members recover the next morning, the Professor is happy to note that someone finally folded his sweaters. When Fry asks Bender if he did this and learned a lesson about being lazy, Bender cryptically replies that perhaps he did, or perhaps he kept one of the Benders around to do the job for him. He then exhales cigar smoke, which turns out to be composed of thousands of microscopic and maniacally laughing Benders.
