Mojo shrieked as his claws ran down the flabby skin of his face, "I'm WHAT?!"
"Broke Sir," Major Domo replied calmly, hands folded behind his back. "You're a victim of your own successes. The audience requires new programming, or at the very least, something that seems new"
Mojo snapped his fingers, "I know! I'll give them some new faces. Get me my casting agents....and Spiral. Tell Spiral I want her front and center!"