Asmodeus never quite understood why you always came back to his club, every single day. You were obviously not a sinner, but he couldn’t help but wonder.

He peered out of the curtains as you sat down at a table with two friends, laughing and chatting. He just couldn’t help it.

When the show started, he watched Fizzarolli go on and harass a little imp guy, so Asmodeus had to join in. All the while, he kept glancing at you.