"My dear boy. For about six thousand years I have had one purpose. I knew my job and I did it. You know, maybe not well, but I did it."

He took a deep breath and then dramatically made his way to the sofa and flopped down.

"But now, what with the Apocalypse and all, he and I are on our own. I don't have to be Evil. But it's a terribly hard habit to break."