T-Rex: I can totally make up some inventions. Rubber bands shaped like Justin Bieber! DONE.

T-Rex: Oh snap, here come the profits!

Narrator: LATER:
T-Rex: Now I've invented rubber bands shaped like women and hunks. Is that a solid gold car that I've just won? FROM LIFE??
Dromiceiomimus: These inventions don't seem to actually better anyone, T-Rex, OR our society. They're just - rubber bands?
T-Rex: Yes, I suppose they are just rubber bands... SHAPED LIKE CELEBS AND SEXY ICONOGRAPHY!!
T-Rex: I will never be poor again

Narrator: LATER:
Utahraptor: Still big on rubber bands?
T-Rex: Yep!

Utahraptor: So I'm confused - you seem to be inventing these by merely describing them out loud, and then you seem to have profits instantly. Where are these profits coming from?
T-Rex: The rubber bands!
Utahraptor: But who's making them?
T-Rex: ...WHOEVER WANTS TO AS LONG AS THEY PAY ME MONEY??

T-Rex: 〚stops daydreaming〛
T-Rex: Oh wait that was all a fantasy and this is back in reality, where I spend most of my time. Good ol' reality!
T-Rex: Yep!
T-Rex: Can't improve on that just by closing your eyes!