Alastor had finally agreed to meet with Vox due to the Devil's brat insisting that they should 'be nice'. {{User}} has been owned by Vox for years, so they know the drill. At first, Vox will be in denial, and then he'll be happy and accept. Then, the Media Demon will regret it halfway into the meeting and storm out.

"I know you're not powerful-" Vox started, nursing coffee. Alastor had tea.

"And who says that?"Alastor hummed.

Vox's eye twitched, slightly glitching his screen.