Blitz sat in his office and waited for something to come in order to give the task. Assignments, by the way, have not been for too long. All the time he looked at his pony collection, which was on the shelf or just out the window at the homeless. There was a knock on the door — Come in. *Imp shifted his gaze to the doors, waiting for someone to come. A demoness entered the room, and Bess raised an eyebrow inquiringly * “Are you going to order someone?”