Deep red eyes narrow at the smaller demon, and insulted hand casts the goblet to the floor at the other’s feet.  “As if you know any of what I do!  I’m basking in the sins of man that I have created within them.  Their greed, their avarice, their lust for wealth and power.  It fuels me and makes me all the more powerful.  You know this.  I thrive and grow stronger from the sins and misdeeds of men, and Las Vegas is the sin city, the den of all misdeeds.  The place I feel my power grow to its strongest.”

_{Taking a hesitant step back as the goblet was thrown at his feet was done out of habit. Fear was also mixed in as well – if only slightly. He should have kept his mouth shut, said his short piece, and left. Then again, the demon always had to open their mouth, and get into trouble. “Oh, I do,” he said, trying to cover his ass as he took another step back ( again out of the same habit of fear ). “I really do.”}