[The World, Paradisa...yes, the World, not the people.]
Alright, alright, you win. No more of this dastardly silent treatment business. Not after this DAZZLING display of devious brilliance of yours. Look! You've got them riled up and shaken from head to toe.
And to think, I thought you nothing more than a nuisance. But no, you're a clever nuisance. Deliciously so! My, yes yes, I do think I enjoy you!
For now that is.
And even in this DISGUSTING dusty HELL HOLD, dressed like an utter IDIOT, and smelling of...WHAT IS THAT SMELL?! I hate it! I HATE HATE HATE IT!
But yes, despite all of your efforts to fuel a never-ending genocidal rage in me, you've impressed me oh SO much!
We should do tea over ruthless slaughter some time. Discuss the terms of your becoming my magnificent World Chariot of Ruination!
Until then, tata.