Lorne leaned on the stool next to the kid and both of his eyebrows raised.
"It's not really fortune telling," he said. "It's more like steering in the right direction."
Onstage, the patron singing Pink finished the tune, and Lorne applauded loudly, even though he hated the song. The mic was handed to someone else, a dark-haired girl, and she started to sing that song from 'Titanic' that made Lorne wish he could punch people.
"You don't need an appointment," the demon said. He smiled slightly, and gave a nod toward the singing girl. "You just need to sing."