Alastor took his time looking around the place. It wasn't as clean as the places he liked to stop into, but it was clean enough. The few patrons here seemed more intent on their food than seeing who was coming or going in the cafe, so no flood of demons calling for their checks so they could flee in case something displeased the Radio Demon. The waiter, Adder, didn't even seem to notice Alastor...or perhaps he was too focused on Angel.
He mentally slapped himself for not pulling Angel's chair out for him. Honestly, where were his manners?! His mother would box his ears for such a slight...and given how sensitive his ears now were, that would hurt a lot!
He sat down at the table across from Angel, looking out the window. "My, what a lovely little garden! Though I'm surprised that they don't have outdoor seating."
Feeding the birds that came around when he was eating was a tiny pleasure in his eternal damnation. It was almost like having visitors for his meals. He didn't go so far as to talk to them (though not for lack of temptation), but he always took pleasure in them tucking into their own meal as he ate his.
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He mentally slapped himself for not pulling Angel's chair out for him. Honestly, where were his manners?! His mother would box his ears for such a slight...and given how sensitive his ears now were, that would hurt a lot!
He sat down at the table across from Angel, looking out the window. "My, what a lovely little garden! Though I'm surprised that they don't have outdoor seating."
Feeding the birds that came around when he was eating was a tiny pleasure in his eternal damnation. It was almost like having visitors for his meals. He didn't go so far as to talk to them (though not for lack of temptation), but he always took pleasure in them tucking into their own meal as he ate his.