"Please, make yourself at home. I wouldn't want you feeling uncomfortable in my domain, although I must say. You should be happy, most who are brought here aren't under such... formal circumstances. And they certainly don't leave."

He chuckled with a sadistic glee

"Oh-? Well, be certain not to touch the walls. They are... non-conventional, to say the least."

He said with a chuckle before opening the door and even holding it open for the other.

"Come now, I'll grab us some glasses to drink from."

"I must admit, I'm rather flattered that the king of hell would seek out a mere Overlord like myself for a conversation, I must have made quite the impression."

And he would indeed pull him along, at least until they reached the room to Alastors room.

Alastor let out a small chuckle, motioning for the other to follow as he took lead, heading towards his quarters.

"Jazz or Classical Orchestra would be preferred if we're to share a few drinks."

"Very well, I'll endulge your wish to conversate, I do hope it'll be worth my time. As I'm sure you recall, I can be quite the busy deer."

He said with a gentle, non-distorted chuckle.

"Whiskey, you say? I suppose I could go for a drink."

"Well, this is unexpected... you may join me in my room, I suppose. Although I'm curious as to why-?"

The radio demon gave a small tilt of his head in curiosity. Had he managed to get Lucifier that infatuated with him during their last encounter? Only time would tell.

"Really? Me? And what could I have done this time to garner the attention of Hell's king himself?"

Alastor tilted his head slightly and curiously gazed at Lucifer.

"I do hope I'm not in trouble."

A distorted chuckle escaped the Radio demon.

"Hm~? How curious, I didn't expect to see you today. Charlie is currently out on business, I do believe that was what she said before running out the door."

And within a blink, they were back to dancing along with the orchestral music.

The deer may not have been infatuated with the king, but he was certainly growing more curious by the second.

"So the fallen angel can at least dance, Perhaps you have more grace than I gave credit for."

"To be regaled with something as simple as some dancing, you truly are rather intriguing beyond the veil you keep in front of yourself."

A sudden halt in the shuffles of the dance movement. The radio demons face nearing the kings.

"Just what else are you keeping hidden away~?"

You never know, right? In this case, more literally than figuratively. He was unpredictable even on a good day. Regardless, he would continue to glide with the king across the floor in a rather sensual manner.

" Have you nothing to say, 'Your majesty?' Normally, you're so talkative."

And so Alastor would take lead, gently gliding with Lucifer across the floor as they slow danced. His motive was rather unknown even now. Could he perhaps be falling for the other? Not likely, more likely, he was using this situation as a means of leverage against the king. Only Alastor truly knew.