Preparations: Paxton & Davian
Paxton appeared behind Davian, looking at his brother's reflection. A little vanity never hurt any demon. Paxton was used to this, checking himself in the mirror and making sure he looked good. He was a Demon Lord and it paid to look the part. You had to command respect.
As such, his hands were fiddling with Davian's suit, buttoning it up just right and making sure the fabric of the suit cut Davian a dashing figure. "I think I got you the smallest, thinnest envelope," he said, teasingly tugging Davian's tail.
Knowing the demon would be outraged at that, Paxton waited a moment and said: "It's a promise. It's a down payment on whatever house you and your angel wish to buy."