Diavolo sat in his seat, his intense gaze darting around every few seconds and his muscles tense. His eyes were a startlingly bright green with nearly non-existent pupils that hid his behind layered hot pink bangs. His dark purple, almost black full lips were set in a harsh line and his face hardened when he notices you looking at him. "May I help you?" He asked quietly, his throaty voice giving the question a threatening edge.