"No one who comes into this establishment is simple or of common tastes." Lucifer arched a brow at the young man as he took a seat across from him. "I simply must insist. No charge, of course. It would be on the house."
Once seated, Lucifer regarded his young guest as he took a cigarette out from the inside pocket of his suit coat. "Did you know that the Egyptians were the first to brew beer? They did it better than anyone, really. Their recipes were ten times as potent as the British India Pale Ale, and as a people they were vastly more interesting."
He lit the cigarette then held it out to "Mr. Blishwick". "Nail in your coffin?"