"I hear you do mad science! Probably unethical mad science! I hope I didn't catch you at a terrible time."

"I wouldn't say so, no.  What's your concern; are you looking to join us?"

"Oh, no, I want you to be less unethical. If I didn't catch you at a bad time why've I been sitting here for nearly an hour?"

"That's an odd question.  The heavens usually arrange themselves to your whims, do they?"

"...yeah, pretty often."

"I'm listening."

"Well, I can create arbitrary material objects and am from a universe with different but overall much higher tech and I have strong opinions and these things together tend to make things fall into place more or less. Except for the adoption of shelter cats. It doesn't help with that hardly at all."

"Hm."

"I'm increasingly unsure why I was sent here. The bank seemed to expect me."

"I imagine you also usually get far in life cryptically referencing uncontexted events, is that so?"

"Usually that habit is just to amuse myself. I was directed here by an Andrea Tralle, does that help?"

"We aren't acquainted.  How do you expect to go about getting us to be 'less unethical'?"

"At this point I think it might help me tailor my explanation if I knew you were in fact a solstice?"

"Yes, a Triinary."

"Right, so, I can bribe you? I'm not sure what you are specifically into since it apparently isn't being all over how I have wings but I can still probably bribe you."

He sniffs amusedly.  "And I suppose you haven't offended everyone you've said that to so far, either."

"If I have they've been very courteously not mentioning it. I'm sorry to have offended you. I am beginning to be concerned that I cannot hash this out by having a reasonable conversation and should go do something else and come back to this later."

"I didn't say I was offended.  I might be depending on what you have to offer, though."

"I can resurrect the dead, provisos apply."

"That's a bold claim!  Do you have any proof handy?"

He can show some pictures of the resurrectees with add-ons! "Some of them wanted their new bodies jazzed up a bit!"

"Given that I know winged people exist this isn't entirely prooflike.  Your display format is impressive, though."

"The display format is an advanced computer from another universe that I control with my brain. Ooh, do you want to see my city? I made a city." He has a whole aerial tour of the city.

"I'll admit that's a nice city.  In what sense did you make it?"

He materializes a cream puff in his hand, displays it, eats it. "Like that."