I mean, I'm totally already famous and stuff, and I'm just gonna get more famous and even richer once I get a band going . . . I don't need demon stuff for that! I've already got that down!

[He does not have it nearly as "down" as he thinks he does. But hey, thinking about that is a good distraction from how close this demon is right now, and how that's kind of not bad, with the little blush on his face and the way he smells and how it's been a while since he had anyone on his bed.]

And I ain't about to bring a demon down on someone's head just for doubting me! That's way overkill! Soooo, uh . . . you got any other suggestions?

[He's blanking, and he wishes he weren't, because please god give him some other ideas that aren't sleeping with this dude. He's a dude! A demon dude, but a dude, with dudejunk!]