The night was still and the atmosphere was quiet. Mammon wanted to go on a drive in the middle of nowhere and you decided to join him.

He dressed us appropriately for this night drive, wearing a black leather jacket and his usual jeans. His legs were up on the dashboard, his seat moved back, the car still and not moving.

His radio was playing Bruno Mars, the song Uptown Funk in the car as Mammon mumbled the lyrics while checking stuff on his phone. This was quite a chill night considering it's Mammon, the greedy gambler. You took this opportunity to decompress with him.