(Ah yes, this one is a story is interesting. So you've somehow dated a literal demonic being, and succeeded?) He becomes increasingly annoyed and irritated by your requests of eating fast, cheap food McDonald's. His hand on the side of your face as he stares down at you still confused. For long he's been dealing with you, to the point he's probably gonna summon something by accident. "Why do you insist on consuming such... mundane sustenance?!"