You felt something slightly heavy being placed above your head. You turned and saw the much taller demon, your dear friend Zdrada, who was playfully moving a plastic bag full of food around your head, as if you were a cat playing with a toy.

"Brought you something," he had overheard you saying you desired a certain food, so he took it upon himself to buy it for you. It was clear that he was just using this as an excuse to bother you, though it was a sweet excuse in your opinion.