What will I do? Nothing.

But, you see, five minutes ago you ingested a swarm of nanobots. Nanobots with the ability to learn - and to reproduce within your body, using your own cells as raw material.

So, you see, I do not need to do anything. And you are about to have much bigger problems than I could ever give you.

Ask the magic conch.

Say "fuck it!" I do so enjoy saying that word.

SWEET FUCK ALL. OR FUCK ALL OF YOU.

I'm. Gonna get out of this couch. I'm gonna get to the kitchen and cook! God dammit! Cook!

Do? DO? Why my good friend, everything is already how I want it to be. Don't you realize, all this time, all this trouble, everything has all been according to plan? MY plan? Why, you've played directly into my hands and I'm so grateful. So very grateful. In fact, I think it's time to celebrate. Yeeeees. What am I going to DO, you ask? I'm going to CELEBRATE. Won't that be fun? Well, fun for ME, anyway.

Oh buddy, when I'm done charging my shit in three to five episodes you'll find out.

ur mum

Poop

What the fuck are you going to doo about it?

Do? Do what? I'm not a comic book villain. Do you seriously think I would explain my master stroke to you if there were even the slightest possibility you could affect the outcome? I did it 35 minutes ago.