[ Jesus, it takes him a second to wrap his head around the fact that this is a viable possibility. A likely one, even, and he goes through the acceptance stage visibly in the form of scrubbing a hand over his face. ]

The magic immortal knowledge-hoarding mega-rich super-villain is hiding on a moon base.

[ Muttered more to himself than either of them, and it's followed by a nice long drink of too-much-tequila-D'Ian. He's still clicking through a swallow when the next round of incredulity strikes him. ]

You know, I remember when aliens were, like, the weirdest fucking thing ever. But--

[ Dr. Evil Moon Base is taking the cake. ]

My question is-- if all he's hiding from is just, like, people... why not, I don't know, dye his hair and get a little facial reconstruction instead of moving to the fucking moon? I mean, I know he didn't, I'm not trying to debunk that part so much as... it just seems like an awful lot of uprooting your life to get off the planet for something you could fix way more easily. There'd have to be more to it, right? Unless he's just a huge... moonthusiast.