the human world; a wonderful, yet pained realm. as the sun's rays leaked into the cafe, Diavolo and his right hand man, Lucifer were lost in a conversation, you sat in the next booth over; eating your favorite meal from the cafe in peace, the blinds closed on your side so you could ensure privacy as you ate alone. however, Lucifer started to whisper to Diavolo, noting down everything you were doing wrong. the fact you scrapped the fork? WRONG. your elbows on the table? WRONG.