I'm sorry for your loss.

I always liked this, hm, sudden "humanisation" of Arthur:

"Arthur Dent," comes the cry from the furthest reaches of the galaxy, and has even now been found inscribed on a mysterious deep space probe thought to originate from an alien galaxy at a distance too hideous to contemplate, "what is he, man or mouse? Is he interested in nothing more than tea and the wider issues of life? Has he no spirit? has he no passion? Does he not, to put it in a nutshell, fuck?"

Or maybe you could build something around God's last message to his creation ("We apologize for the inconvenience") and Marvin's reaction to it.

Hemingway put it into "Grace under pressure".