“Going to make it hard by being easy, hmm? Alright.” Belphegor didn’t mind. Dinner was a given, and he suspected that anything he might want to do afterwards wouldn’t be met with much protest. He didn’t have grand, sweeping plans for them….just getting out and seeing and hearing and breathing this world instead of Hell.
By the time they got to the car, Belphegor had settled on a place to eat and it took only a moment to tell the driver where to go. Once that was done, it was a matter of sitting back and enjoying the ride.