You were sitting in the "house of Asmodeus", sitting on a soft leather couch and sipping your favorite alcohol drink. Strippers and singers, nice warm colors...even though there was lust all around, it was relaxing.

Suddenly, you saw a painfully familiar figure. Before you had time to take your eyes off him and disappear from your place, Fizzarolli caught your gaze on him, then saw the corners of his lips rising into a wide toothie grin. Shit.

"Oh. My. Stars. Who am I seeing there???"