Fangtasia II, Near Midnight
He ended up on the roof of Fangtasia II to complete his circle of rum, chicken blood and bourbon. The mixture evaporated into a purple mist to seal off the bar from a certain wandering god. He pulled a cigar from his suit coat pocket. He ran it under his nose and inhaled. He screwed it into the corner of his mouth.
"Hey! Merlin!" With a hand wrapped firmly around one of the front porch beams, Pam leaned out to yell up at the roof. "Are you done yet?"
"I am finished." Papa Midnight didn't raise his voice. He flicked open his Zippo lighter. His cigar caught fire and burned ember bright against the night sky.
"Can you come down and do me a favor then?"
"If you wish." Midnight pocketed his Zippo. As he exhaled a pillar of smoke, he looked up into the night sky.