"So, let me get this straight. Not only are you not remotely glad to have me out of your mane, you came to my bar to say goodbye to me?" Soft paused for a moment and said probably one of the most predictable lines she could have.
"Okay, who are you and what have you done with the real Gwyn?" she asks. Clearly this was some sort of nicer evil clone. Logic? What's that?