fate.This visage, no mere veneer of vanity...is a vestige of the vox populi,now vacant, vanished.However, this valorous visitation of a 

bygone vexation stands vivified...and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice...and vouchsafing the 

violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.The only verdict is vengeance,a vendetta...held as a votive not in vain,for the 

value and veracity of such...shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most 

verbose.So let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you...and you may call me V 

E- Are you, like, a crazy person? 

V- I am quite sure they will say so.But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking? 

E- I'm Evey. 

V- Evey?E-vey. Of course you are.