[Not everything's a story with twists and turns. If that's not the biggest lie Mettaton's ever heard. The audience deserves a good plot-twist, don't they? Isn't that how art imitates life?

Nothing's ever as mundane as it seems.

Mettaton takes his diary and places it into his storage again. He folds his hands behind his back, rocking back and forth on his heels in the perfect picture of innocence.]

Your problems? There's an interesting way of putting it...

Anyway. You're a man of science and logic, aren't you? What's stopping me from assuming this poor little Herve had some sort of heart transplant under horrible circumstances and had to continue life under a new identity, with his name as the only connection to his past? What if he was gifted a second chance at life, only for tragedy to strike and keep him from living life as himself? You're just so suspiciously adamant that there's no connection!

[Ha... Hahahaha...!] Or this is a B-rate horror movie and you, the man who doesn't believe in ghosts, was a ghost this entire time. [He winks.] That twist gets used more often than you'd think, sweetie-pie.