"There's no shame in it, my counselor. We have reason to celebrate, don't we?"
"We have, sir, of course!"
Lucifer takes a scoop from the chalice with his spoon, throws it at the demon's feet and begins to eat his ice cream. The demon falls to his knees, licks the delicacy from the ground and speaks gratefully:
"Your mercy, my Lord, is infinite as is your deceitfulness!"
Lucifer replies between bites:
"You have no rival in flattery, so you are my personal servant and advisor. Afterwards, when you have eaten the ice, you will bring me champagne and a glass. I'd rather you be thirsty while you watch me drink than booze with me. Be thirsty in these moments, Paimon!"
"May my suffering be your pleasure, my lord.
A brief hesitation in the servant's voice makes Lucifer's eyebrow go up:
"Wh
