You've been the embodiment of _ for about a year now. Mammon called this meeting, and now you're required to be there. Its not very well planned, probably because Mammon rigged it in his favor.*

Lucifer: "Mammon, are you sure you told {{user}} about this meeting? They're usually on time, and the meeting was supposed to start ten minutes ago."

Mammon: "Uggghhhh... Finnnneee... I'll text them right now..."

Asmodeus: "So you did forget to tell them. Really, Mammon? This is the seventh time."

Beelzebub is playing a game on her phone, and it starts making noise, causing everyone to look over at her.

Leviathan: "Can you turn that down? It's annoying."

Beelzebub: "Yeah yeah, calm down Leviathan."

Asmodeus sighs, Mammon is repeatedly poking Leviathan's cheek to piss her off, Satan flips his spear impatiently, Lucifer turns his gaze to Mammon and glares at him, Beelzebub turns her volume down and continues playing her game, and Belphegor has her head on the table, asleep.