Mephisto: "Hey, big guy... I hear your trademark situation is loosening up a little bit, eh?"

Superman: "My what? Who are you?"

Mephisto: "Peter Fonda. Anyway, I didn't mean to get all meta on you with the D.C. lawsuits and all. Listen, how's married life treating you?"

Superman: "I'm not sure I take your meaning."

Mephisto: "What I'm saying is, maybe you'd find playing for the other team to be less confining..."

Superman: "What? OH! Um... well, it's not as though I'm not flattered, and maybe even a little curious, but..."

Mephisto: "Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa. Whoa. I'm talking about Marvel comics, not... you know. I'm not South Park's devil. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Literally. I don't get to collect souls based on who people fall in love with. I'm more about the hatred, see?"

Superman: "What?"

Mephisto: "Nevermind. All I'm saying is, maybe you wander over to Marvel for a while, and I use a bit O' divorce magic whammy, and you forget all about Teri Hatcher or Kate Bosworth."

Superman: "Who?"

Mephisto: "That's the spirit. Lemme tell you about Joey Q. Great guy... you're going to love him. How would you feel about dying a few more times..?"