"Well, I don't know about you," the demon says and laughs. "But I'm stuffed! God I love people! Don't' you?"
He laughs again.
"They feed me their worst and I kind of serve it right back to them, and the fear and prejudice turns to certainty and hate, and I take another bite and mmm-mmm-mmm!"
Another laugh.
"What a beautiful, beautiful dance!" he says ashe moves down the landing toward us. "Oh, you got your feelings hurt, didn't you? See now what happens when you stick your neck out for them? They throw a rope around it!"
We start walking toward the door.
I wasn't helping any of them! I think. Just Angel...He's the only one I'll ever help. At least the only one here.
"And you thought you'd made a friend," the demon says speaking only to Angel now. Maybe that's who was speaking to all along. "News flash! You had!"
Angel stops and I almost slam into him.
I look up at him.
Neither of us turn around.
"That's what made her the yummiest morsel of all," the demon continues.
He laughs again.
"You reached her, buddy! Restored her faith in people. Without you she would have been just another appetizer. But you plumped her up good! Now, she's a meal that's gonna last me a lifetime!"
He laughs again (which is really starting to get on my nerves) and drifts closer to our backs.
I tense feeling the demon's tentacles swish close to my back.
"Hey, you know what? There is an entire hotel here just full of tortured souls that could really use your help. What do you say?"
I hear some indistinct whispering, then nothing but the sound of the demons tentacles whipping back and forth as it waits for Angel's answer.
"Take them all," Angel says without turning around.
The demon begins to laugh and repeats Angel's 'take them all,' while Angel and I walk out the front of the hotel.