“Here we are. Maybe I should warn you before we enter...(Asmodeus)(Jericho stepped past him and threw open the door.) Or maybe not. Let’s just barge in and be surprised, shall we? (Asmodeus)”

“Are you always this random? (Jericho)Mostly. It really irritates Noir. Which is just an added bonus for me. At least so long as I can outrun him. (Asmodeus)Add me to that list of people you annoy. (Jericho)Oh. You’re not going to singe my testicles over it, are you?! (Asmodeus)No plans to. (Jericho)Good. We can be friends, then. (Asmodeus)”

“Where are we? (Jericho)Noir’s happy place. It’s where he brings the beings he wants to play with. (Asmodeus)Punish. (Jericho)You say ta-mah-to. I say to-mah-to. (Asmodeus)”

“How long have you been here? (Jericho)Don’t know. Again, tried to count once, got depressed so I stopped. I find it easier to just go with the flow. Ease with the peas. (Asmodeus)Ease with the peas? (Jericho)Yeah, that’s not a happy memory, either. Let’s forget I mentioned it. (Asmodeus)”

“Asmodeus! You don’t see her, do you hear me? (Jericho)Completely blind, Minor Master. Hearing is intact. Is there anyone here besides the two of us? No? Good. I’m leaving now unless Minor Master has another preferably nonpainful task for me. (Asmodeus)You're dismissed. (Jericho)Cool beaners. (Asmodeus)”

“You rang, Mino- well, you’re not really the Minor Master anymore, are you? What should I call you? (Asmodeus)Think of a polite term, demon. (Jericho)Mister Master it is. What can I do for you? (Asmodeus)”