Subject: A glass of black vodka and pomegranate juice was thrust into Zaphoriel's hands.
Posted on: 2019-10-16 13:42:29 UTC

"It looks foul," the angel said, peering at the cocktail. He sniffed, and one eyebrow rose. "It smells... sweet, though?" He looked back up at Faust. "What deception are you attempting now, demon?"

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