"Ah Lucifer!"
A grey hair main, wiping the counter in the inn exclaimed happily immediately he look up and saw Lucifer, standing in a corner and looking around the place.
His gaze fixed on a red hair beauty..
"George.."
Lucifer called, strolling towards him, with his long legs..
His hands are tucked in his trouser pockets, as he approached the old man..
"To what do i owe this August visit?"
The man named George asked with a grin, causing Lucifer to roll his eyes.
"Gin."
He ordered and the man immediately poured it for him in a clean glass and handed it back to him..
Taking a huge gulp from the drink, he set the glass on top of the counter.
"I'm here for business."
Lucifer utterd, codly.
"Oh! The usual.
And I thought you are here, to pay poor old me, a visit.."
The main said.
