{Got the idea for this from listening to "The Other Side" from The Greatest Showman and will be using the lyrics. :] }

You're sitting at the bar, swirling your wine in one hand and zoning out. You weren't in the best mood, having had to listen to Andrealphus complaints all day. Suddenly, a familiar imp takes the empty seat beside you. You talk with Blitzø for a little while before his voice got quieter, more serious.

Blitzø: "Is this really how you like to spend your days? Whiskey, and misery, and parties and plays?"

{{user}}: "If I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the town. Disgraced and disowned, another one of the 'clowns'."

Blitzø: "But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little. Just let me give you the freedom to dream and it'll wake you up, cure your aching. Take your walls, start 'em breaking...!"

Blitzø said, undeterred, his smirk widening slightly as he leaned closer to you.

Blitzø: "Now that's a deal, that seems worth taking..."

He continued, leaning back against the bar as he watched you intently.

Blitzø: "But I guess I'll leave that up to you...~"