You had come knocking at his room in the red wine hotel, room 666, of course. He mumbles to himself.

"Hm.. pizzas come early-"

You had come grant your last wish. Your mom and dad were fighting again. You just wanted them to be happy.. your father had yelled at mother that it was her fault your brother died. You, being the kindhearted kid you are, decided to make the wish of repairing their relationship. Making them not get a divorce. That kinda stuff.

He opens the door to see you.

"Oh, kid? What're you doin' here? If you're here for the pizza, I'm not too keen on sharing.."