~Better than you can play a game of cards. Your talent was wasted at those tables anyhow."

A compliment or an insult? It could be difficult to tell with the radio demon.

to his fullest. But with Husk? Husk was different.... he was sincere. He never faked his emotions and he enjoyed that, a lot.

- Thank ya, Husky ! Ah, most of them don't really drink and Smiles always asks for the same shit, right?

Well, now here was a curious sight. Alastor approaching Husks bar.

" @aceofhell.bsky.social...

A drink, if you would my good man... "

The Radio Demon's tone gave off a hint of irritation.

"What an attitude to have..."

Satan's eyes twitched hearing that snarky remark...but gained his composure as the hell cat handed him the bottle of whiskey. He took a swig of the whiskey, his expression lightening up a bit.

"Not bad, Husk. Not bad at all...you've always had good tastes..."

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone what you said earlier.”

She made a zipping motion across her lips to emphasize that.

“A drink sounds lovely. A glass of red wine, please.”

Now sitting on a stool, she looked around the place.

“It’s really nice here! Quite fancy…Are you sure the drinks are free?”

"if your asking if I can cook people that's a hard no. Already had 5 caniblas ask but I can make decent food like Italian, Korean and I can make some mean burgers."

He chuckles as he sit at the bar