You Broke Our Deal...Now it's My Turn to Break You!!!

“Perhaps you should join us and find out for yourself. I said right on the invitation, ‘no tricks, no lies, no trouble, after all.”

“Some will, some won’t. Of course, we will be having music and entertainment, but some will, of course, be serving drinks and dealing cards. Others may be instructed to dance in the crowd. You’ll never quite know who, however, unless you can recognize their voice. That is to say if they speak at all...”

“Vengeful?” The Devil exhaled, smoke softly bellowing out. He thought more about the question as he tapped the ashes from his cigar onto the floor. “Well, perhaps it depends on the person and the situation...You could say that I always play for keeps.”

“Do you really think Hell is the place for an innocent little girl in pigtails?”

“Hope to see you there.”

“If I may be honest, business has seen a...decline of sorts ever since Cuphead came around. My casino will go out of business if I don’t have some sort of advertisement, and what better way than to invite the residents for a night of free food, drinks, and fun?”

“Now why do you ask? Are you perhaps interested in one yourself?” The Devil smirked as he casually held an unlit cigar over his shoulder for a hell flame to ignite it. Once it was lit, he placed it in his mouth. “I will refrain from offering any deals, as I did with Cuphead, however, if there’s a way I can help a troubled soul, well, how could I refuse? Of course, I won’t press unless they wish to talk more. The choice is up to them. It always is.”

“But of course! What kind of host would I be if I did not abide by my own standards?”

“In the end, it is your choice whether or not to attend. I can’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do, after all. If I could,” The Devil chuckled at the thought. “Well, let’s just say things would be going a lot more smoothly.”