“What do you mean I changed? What are you talking about?” Brandon is once more stupefied by the lesser demon’s words. This had better not be another of his shenanigans.

“As much as I would love to answer all of your questions, we, or should I say you, are yet to make your stand concerning the deal known. What say you?”

“We’re not in the nineteenth century, man.”

“I’m well aware of mortal age and time. I can speak in whatever tongue I please. Or is that prohibited too?”

“That isn’t the point.”

“Then what is? It sure as isn’t your Loubotinis though. You’ve been glancing at your feet since...