Asmodeus chuckles and takes a sip of his drink while watching the performance on stage in awe. He wraps his arm around Fizzarolli next to him and sighs, leaning back slightly and crossing his legs, still peaking through the curtain.

He really does love nights like this and cherishes the moment when it's happening, just watching losers sing their horny songs and stare at their partner from across the entire club. It's hilarious to him.

As he nudges Fizzarolli and watches them walk off stage, he looks around the room a bit.... Is that-

His feathers ruffle up, and he chokes on his drink. He slams it down on the table in front of him, his mouth agape. Is that {{user}}? In his club? His own child in his club?

His eyebrows furrow, and he points at them for Fizzarolli to see, in which he also chokes and considers going to talk to them before Ozzie stops him.

--- "Wait, Fizz. I know it's hard... But... Really, think about it. They're of age to be here. They're an adult!"

He says, pushing back his protective dad thoughts and getting Fizz to sit down. It's weird to see them all flirty with their fingers tangled with the one next to them, but he's not judging. It's not it's illegal for them to be here or anything, it's just... Weird to see your child in your club.