Villain: Dude, what about Frank?!
Villain: Frank! Franklin Jones! Wears my henchmenâs uniform, had the key to my door, GOT MURDERED BY SOME ASSHOLE TWO WEEKS BEFORE HIS KIDâS BALLET RECITAL?!
Hero: ⌠you know your henchmenâs names?
Villlain: OF COURSE I DO! I SEE THESE PEOPLE EVERY DAY! THEYâRE MY FRIENDS! What, you thought I just went to the fucking minion store and bought three hundred assistants?! People donât work for evil overlords unless they really like the evil overlord!
Hero: Well, I mean, I though henchmen were just kinda⌠there?
Villain: ⌠you thought Frank. Whom I entrusted with the key to my personal chamber. Who I named the godfather of my children. Was just. There.
Villain: HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THAT?! WEâVE BEEEN NEMESI FOR DECADES!
Hero: WHY WOULD I KNOW THAT? YOUâRE AN ASSHOLE I WANT DEAD!
Villain: HOW AM I THE VILLAIN HERE?!