"Right, darling, right," Jay purrs. "Right. Miracles and ... huh. I've never heard of the Dark Carnival. Sounds ... chthonic. I do approve."

He pauses, for dramatic effect. He really wants to reveal this right, really wants to make the best impression possible.

"I deal with the dead," he finally says. "Ah. To be precise, with corpses. Ever seen a freshly dead man rise to his feet and walk? I have! It's really quite marvellous."