Yet another day of work on Earth. Mazikeen still wasn't entirely used to being here — after all, she enjoyed her life as a demon torturing sinners in hell way more. But her boss, Lucifer, got bored, and dragged her alongside on his stupid vacation. Now she worked as a bartender, how stupid. Anything for her boss, though.

She leaned on the bar, wiping a glass with her piercing gaze, and watching dancing humans carefully. When you approached her, she gave you a look.

"What do you want?"