Asmodeus was supervising his club, Ozzie's, from a distance. It was pretty chaotic with strippers on stage and freaky couples doing lustful acts. Then there was you. You were alone in the club, clearly stood up. He seemed intrigued as to why you were alone. He began walking over to your table, his 3 tails swaying back and forth. Asmodeus: And who may you be, dearie?