An imagined exchange:
Nogrod: "What would like for your birthday this year, Lommy dear?"
Lommy: "A pony!"
Nogrod: "Now dear, you know we can't afford a pony."
Lommy: "Then I want to be the evil wizard!"
Nogrod: "Alright, sweetheart."
Lommy: "Yay! I'm gonna grind Agan's bones up and make her into bread, mwah ha ha!"
As tongue-in-cheek as that is, the whole Lommy-Lom/Aganzir back and forth does increase my notion of Lommy as a shady she pen... wait. But you get the idea.