Nightshade: *sob* Beressa...
Valentine: It's not so bad, Nightshade. I'm sure you'll get lots of other henchmen.
Nightshade: How do you know? It's been over a year since I started recruiting, and I'll I've got is one cyborg minion and one cancelled deadly, gorgeous, evil... *sniff* Poor Beressa...
Valentine: Look, I have to go to the soup kitchen, but when I come back later I'll bring you ice cream, ok?
Nightshade: *sniff* Fine.
Valentine: Ok. I'll be back in a few hours. Hope you feel better...
Nightshade: 'Go way.
Valentine: *sigh*
Nightshade: *sob*
Elsewhere, in the lab: 
Saturn: How's it going up there?
Ash: She's still crying and refusing to get out of bed.
Saturn: Excellent. This is completely sapping her evil will.
Ash: Could be. I've certainly never seen her depressed before. My only concern is that she may never leave Valentine's room again. She used to be a moocher, but now she's here all the time.
Saturn: Why is she in Valentine's room, anyway?
Ash: Valentine's the only person nice enough to comfort her about not being able to take over the world and enslave the human race.
Even her bubbleheaded body double went home after a day.
Saturn: Ah.
Meanwhile: 
Discord: Awww...
Nightshade: *sniff* Who are you?
Discord: I understand you've recently lost your henchman.
Nightshade: Yeah? So what?
Discord:
No one who would allow themselves to be cancelled could ever be worthy of you. Allow me to take Beressa's place, and I'll make all your dreams come true.
Nightshade: ...
...Ok. You've got the job.