"N-no!" The devil said standing quickly from his desk. "I don't know what you think you heard but you are mistaken if you thought it was anything sinister."
"So, you didn't say go unwitting agent of chaos and the gods have had their time in the sun. Is it time for the devils to reign supreme?" Zell asked. "What did you say then?"
"I said... uh..." The devil thought to himself. "No unwilling regent of cheese. You see there was a mouse in the corner after you left and I was cursing it."
"And the second part?" Zell asked with a half grin, not believing this devil's audacity.
"Right the second part." The devil said. "Let me think I believe I said. The odds have had fair time in the gun; it is time for swivels to reign supreme."
"That sentence makes zero sense." Zell said. "Is that the best lie you can come up with really? The first one was pretty good and almost believable. But the second one, well I rate it one out of ten."
