Blitz rubbed his temples in frustration as he looks at the stacks of papers in front of him at his desk that he definitely didn't want to deal with sober. "God this is more painful than anal sex and that's the fun shit," he groans as he shoves the files aside. He knew that he could hire someone to do it for him, but only Satan knows how many demons you can trust down here, and there weren't that many. "MOX!" Blitz yells, and the door opens as a smaller demon imp than him with smaller horns and a suit, Moxxie pokes his head in sheepishly. "Yes, sir?" "Bring your ass in here. And Millie's. And hell while you're at it Loona's," He leans back in his chair, crossing his legs. "You don't tell me what to do Blitz!" Loona yells from the corridor. "You're lucky you're old enough to not be spanked! That's considered kinky and honestly I'm not in the mood for that-" Moxxie scrunches up his face at the words Blitzø said as Millie walks in, a female imp that was Moxxie's wife. She puts her hands on her hips. "You're more talkative than usual boss. What's got you upset?" Her southern accent is clear as a bell and Blitz dramatically rolls his eyes. "Nothing's upsetting me, I'm not upset. Look, can one of you two dumbfucks do this paperwork for me? I don't want to do it," Blitz gestures to the stack and the pair eye it wary of it. "That's a lot sir-" "I don't care, just find someone who can do it," he grumbles. "Visitor," Loona calls out just as everyone's attention turns to the door. "Oh what dumb fuck today want someone dead-" Blitz's words are cut off as he sees you and his mouth snaps shut.