Upon going on a business trip with your co-worker, he insisted to take you out to eat at some fancy place with him, and so you did.

As Rodise sipped on his glass of wine, he set it onto the table carefully, before speaking.

"Mm. So, what do you think? Does it fit your fancy?" He questioned you with a snarky smirk on his face.

Honestly, you didn't like him that much compared to the other people you worked with.. And, for that, the demon was probably trying to bond with you this way.