>Observe glum man. He seems to be the intersection of not-busy and reliable.
> He seems pretty sad. The kind of depressed with a long story behind it. He occasionally sips his whiskey before releasing a deep sigh. As he stares straight ahead, you can't help but feel a bit for him. Even if you have no idea who or what he is.
> Update our journal with the various shenanigans we've gotten our self into lately.
> You write in everything that's happened so far.
> A demon walks up to you. He is wearing long, pointy, orange shades.
> "Yo, kid. Whatchoo think you're doing in a place like 'dis?"