Cecil: When that pie hit your face, I saw my dreams explode in a burst
of cream and crust. But I suppose I should thank you. After
all, it lead me to my true calling.
Bob: Cecil, no civilization in history has ever considered chief
hydrological engineer a calling.
[Cecil clears his throat meaningfully]
Yes, yes, the Cappadocians, fine.
-- "The Brother From Another Series"
Lisa: Oh, it's hopeless, utterly, utterly hopeless.
Bob: Oh, I see. When it's one of _my_ evil schemes, you can't foil it
fast enough, but when _Cecil_ tries to kill you, it's [imitating
her] hopeless, utterly, utterly hopeless....