Wonderful. You and Satan should get along nicely.
*Beelzebub turns into a mask and latches onto his face, before fading. He takes the drink after and downs it in one go.*
Simply sublime. I thank you both for the drinks, and the Persona. I must be off, but next time, perhaps we can chat for a bit.
*He bows to them and turns to leave before remembering something.*
How rude of me, I forgot to ask how much the service and drinks costs. I should have enough on me, so please let me know own what I owe you.
(I'm in desperate need of sleep, so whatever the price is, he should have enough on him and it shall be paid and then he'll be gone.)