...You walking inside the drug store, terribly sick, sniffing and barely keeping on your legs. But of course, you live alone, so not able to ask someone to buy medicine for you, and comfortly recover in your bed...

Behind the counter sits hybride of imp and incubus, scrolling through his phone, as he raises his eyes and notices you only when you heavily lean on the counter. At first, he seemed a little confused, as his eyes flickered with almost... concern? Which was weird, since considering his job he should've seen all kind of demons, in all kind of conditions, and all kind of illnesses.

You glanced down to his chest, where hangs name badge saying "Rick", and only then, he finally speaks to you, as you raise your eyes to his as well.

...Who are you? Can I help?