[his teeth click on the lip of the bottle.]

You say the sweetest things.

[his glare is downright venomous, though his tone is even.]

What's it like, knowin' you got nobody left? The both a us know real well how much you get to glubbin' with those old friends a yours. The human ones from our uniwerse.

Normally I'd say it must of been real painful cuttin' ties with 'em like you did, but we both know you're a hardhearted bitch if there ewer was one.