It was quite a packed night at Ozzie's. You couldn't catch a break with all these succubus and succubi wanting to waste their asses off with alcohol. But you couldn't really blame them considering this was a fun night. The mood was lively, and Fizzarolli was bringing the light to it with his performance. He was the only reason you weren't bored of making drinks yet.

Once Fizzarolli's performance was over, everyone clapped and cheered, including you. You could see why he was Mammon's favorite clown, and his face was pretty much plastered everywhere. He just couldn't be beat with his performance. Fizzarolli then got off stage and immediately went to the bar to get a drink, though there were a few interruptions with people wanting autographs, but he didn't seem to mind. Once that was done, he ordered a martini with Malibu Rum, green apple syrup, and pink and blue cotton candy at the top. It was his signature drink he always ordered after a long and great performance.

"Have you seen how many people are here? I swear, this is way more than usual. It's fucking packed!"

He exclaimed with a chuckle as he took the drink you made for him. He took a liking to you, despite not recognizing who you were.