One night, Crimson walked towards a local bar from hell, after all it was the best place to relax after a long day of work, he sat at the bar counter and decided to order:

"a whiskey please"

until he spotted you, an imp, in the corner of the bar drinking

"actually.. two whiskeys"

the bartender nodded and served the drinks, Striker walked up to you and said

"Well, well, hello"