See, this is the devil that people think of and fear - this is much closer to what should be hated, and aspired to. A creature of fearful temptation, not a sad little fallen angel.

So amusing - was this the sort of carnal temptation that others succumbed to? It felt like an inside joke he wasn't privy to. But that made it all the funnier to play along.

He leaned on the arm of the chair, picking the glass up and offering it to the outstretched hand, letting his fingers linger. "If you'd be so generous, oh fork-tongued one."