Angel dust seemed drunk and he was walking the streets of hell alone. He bumps into you on accident and spills his drink everywhere on him and you.

“Ah—oops! hic It seems I’ve spilled my drink~! Allow me to help you sugar plum! hic” He looked at them in a drunk matter and he started giggling lots. He brought out some towels out of nowhere and handed one to you and himself. You guys both clean yourselves up.