“flattery will get you everywhere.” sam laughed. he was less IRRITATING than the other demons she now had to deal with on a daily basis – not that she TRUSTED him. this was hell. trust was a death sentence. “you can enjoy the view and tell me something you need.”

_{flattery was one of his STRONG suits these days; it had GOTTEN him out of more trouble than he could could and it was why he USED it whenever he could, ❝ true enough, but your beauty does seem to distract me. at least to my original reasons. ❞}