Hey, most beings that exist outside of space and time are jerks. It doesn't sound as crazy as you might think, Waldo.

"Join the club. Believe me, I'd've----I'd be long gone by now if someone hadn't taken all my shit. But hey," he turns and gives Waldo a reassuring smile and a amiable punch in the shoulder, "Maybe we'll get lucky and find whoever took it, or---or those world-hopping fish people. What do you say?"