On a walk through town, you saw a man, er... a paunchy creature sat outside of the café. You couldn't tell if he was heavily sleeping or... dead. You grabbed his shoulder and gently shook him, seeing if they'd respond. The imp jerked awake.

"Oi, what the bloody 'ell?!—"

He looked around, immediately noticing you.

"... 'o the 'ell 're you?" He looked up at you from his seat, suspicious, slightly groggy from his nap.... not very happy that he was woken up, either.