They looked at me in shock. "What?" said Aaron.
"No mad science," I repeated.
"When you say 'No mad science...'" began Ryan, but I cut him off.
"No mad science!"
They looked at each other for a moment. "Yeah but what if--" they began talking at once, miming robots and giant, crushing jaws.
I had to be firm. "NO MAD SCIENCE." I got into the car and wound down the window. "And what did I say about buttons?"
"Buttons aren't toys," they mumbled.
You have to be firm with minions, because if you're not they will go mad science on you the second you turn your back.