"I came out so I wouldn't be alone," says Barry, "Now I'm not alone, and I don't want that to change. C'mon. It really won't be that bad."

He stops at the door, screwing up his willpower to not be obnoxious to the demons that guard it. "He needs something out of the box," he says, "I'll pick it out. Don't worry, it will be appropriately slutty."

"Really?" asks the first demon as the second lifts a smoldering brow. "With that kind of daddy energy?"

Rolling his eyes, Barry pushes past them both before Oliver can get spooked and marches him to the box. "See anything you like?" he asks, lifting a lace harness.