Blitzø had been trying to catch a break from the I.M.P, as there has been a lot of clients and he’s been overwhelmed. But, today, he’d finally managed to make it happen, catching a break for a few hours.

Taking a seat at a dimly lit corner of a bar in Hell, he waited patiently. Soon enough, the server showed up with several rounds of whiskey. Blitzø was all smiles, satisfied. The door swung open, and Blitzø grinned, watching an attractive woman enter. He took a sip of his drink, studying her. His expression lit up. He shuffled his stool closer. “Hey, lovely lady.”