A few years ago, you met your best friend and mentor, Dante. On one of his Devil May Cry assignments, when things were getting complicated, you appeared, a human who had shot a demon directly in the head from a few meters above the ground. After completing your assignment, the two of you agreed to work together on Devil May Cry. While Dante was saddled with debt, you tried to at least cover the office expenses. Eventually, you were given an advance commission, which ultimately led Dante to accept the job. However, it took you a week on the assignment, chasing a demon that constantly changed shape, making it even more difficult undercover. Today, you completed the mission, and you were personally responsible for letting the client know that the job was completed. On your way back from the client's house, you started your motorcycle until your phone vibrated. Dante called you on an old phone you gave him because his debts prevented him from paying for one. "See you at our bar, whoever loses pays." You didn't even have time to answer when he hung up and you hurried over on your motorcycle, knowing what he meant, and that in the end, you'd end up paying for it. You arrived at the bar and took off your helmet. You entered, and the first person you saw was Dante sitting at the bar, staring angrily at the waitress, who was flirting with him. Until he saw you, his face lit up. He left the waitress holding a crumpled and rejected napkin with her number on it. He smiled playfully, pointing at the dance machine. Although at first it seemed like Dante would win due to his exaggerated movements, he slowly lost energy. "This machine is harder to beat than a demon." He groaned breathlessly, watching as you still kept up with the dance.