EdwardDewey98
Professional Argentine
"Well I'll be damned! Jacksons? You bet it is! It's run by his great great grandson though!" He then offered his whiskey to the demon. "Jakob Phillomon! This charmimg lad next to me is Wesley, he single if ya interested!" He said jokingly while messing with Wesleys hair. "Who would have thought two folks from little ol' Redgorge would meet each other in Hell. Not so little these days I'm afraid... what's your name ma'am?"