Gotta love a book that includes Pete Abrams’ Bun-Bun from Sluggy Freelance.

“So your job is to be evil?” Daneh said, carefully. “So you’re a construct. AI?”

“Do I look like a nonsentient to you?” the bunny scoffed. “High-end AI, thank you.”

“You must be old. A construct like you would be banned under current protocols.”

“One of the first,” Bast spat. “In the AI war was. Both sides.”

“Hey, my job is causing discord. That and watching Baywatch. Okay, and killing telemarketers. Causing discord, watching Baywatch and killing telemarketers. That’s my job. Oh, and trying to kill Santa Claus which is REALLY HARD WITH A MYTH,” he shouted as if at the universe.

“What is Baywatch?” Herzer asked.

“What’s a telemarketer?” Rachel asked in turn.

“Jeeze, kids these days,” the rabbit sighed. “I swear, if I ever find a time machine I’m going back to the twentieth century and neutering some guy named Pete Abrams. With a spoon.”

“So what was the Deal?” Edmund asked, again

“All the alfalfa hay I can eat and a big-titted blonde,” the rabbit said immediately. “I’m willing to change sides since they went south on the Deal.”