My truffles? You took them? That's just mean!

Benny was awake again. Happened every morning.

Satan was crouched in the corner of his office, playing a gameboy, 'Die alien scum' he was saying feverishly.

How did that go?’ he asked. ‘Your first lengthy conversation with a girl your own age?’ ‘Fabulous,’ said Artemis, voice dripping with sarcasm. ‘We’re planning a June wedding.

Don't try to understand me, just be grateful that you felt the warmth of Zaphod Beeblebrox's aura on your wonderstruck face.

Listen to me, goblin. You're stupid, let's accept that and move on.

They have gone. And the tunnel is about to close. So, boys, I am looking for someone to blame.