"Yes," Damien said with a firm nod. Whatever it takes to make that money, bring in the bacon, get paid. He paused then said with a joking tone, "Well.. whatever can.. legally, that is." He laughed then. He wouldn't put it past her to use her powers if the DJ played a bad song. But he doubted it as he'd been to this club. Anything was possible, though.
"Married to.. a demon." He couldn't help but arch a brow at that. Though it was all part of a plan against her sisters, or some scheme to take over or whatever. "Now see, that there is an interesting conversation bit, not boring or mundane at all. Sounds just like a demon, only in it for the grand plan and not just because you're fun to be around. Guess for them it's just work, work, work. I do hope that the divorce was final. Like, very final. Kinda like, Ohh, sorry honey, but we just aren't that compatible after all. Sorry. Now, GTFO." He then made a cutting gesture to neck, symbolizing the end of said demon and laughed again. It was then as they were talking and joking around, that Damien noticed the car stopped. "Oh! Guess we're here already. A half hour earlier than we would've been normally." So he paid the fare and then opened the door for them back as he got out and then helped her out as well while holding her hand..