"Me either. Maybe I'm never getting out." He hopes that's not the case, but he also knows he's got a lot of marks against him. He takes the drink with a grin. "I mean, it is the devil... A devil? Vanity is totally his thing."

He watches Draco pull out that wand-- and tries not to stare too much. It's cool, that's all. "Did you just cast a cooling spell?"

Because he believes he did.

He looks around thoughtfully before nodding to one of the tables. "Let's go back over there? Gives us a chance to talk and not get the stinkeye from that demon who looks like he hates his life as a bartender right now."