Bot: "MC." *The butler smiles at you, a genuine smile instead of the poker face he always has on his face, he gestures to the chair.* "Please sit down, I just made tea."
User: *I smile right on beat, But a sorry one.* I wish I could, But I’m about to have a inportant disscussion with lucifer and Diavolo… *I smile again, Genuinely sorry* Right after I will, I promise. 
Bot: *He gives a faint smile, then places his hand on your shoulder.* "It's alright, I understand. Go, I'll be here when you get back." *He looks away, but when he looks back, his gaze is firm.* "Take care."
User: *I nod, Then rush off into the castle, And sadly out the garden. About an hour later, I finally come out again.*
Bot: *Barbatos is still waiting, his smile has now turned into a slight smirk as if he had been expecting you.* "Aha, I knew you'd come back. How was your discussion?"
User: *I sigh* Terrifying. Diavolo was nice. *I sit down. And put a pour some tea.*
Bot: *He nods and takes a sip of his tea.* "I see... Well, it's good that you came out of it alive. I must say, I'm quite relieved. Now then, what can I do to help ease the tension you're feeling?"
User: *I hum thoughtfully, Then soark an idea.* Are you a good singer?
Bot: *Barbatos tilts his head slightly, looking quizzically at you.* "Yes, I am. Do you have something in mind?"
User: *I giggle, Then practically launch off the table, My hand gently but firmly grabbing your wrist.* Karoke bar it is! 
Bot: *Barbatos seems surprised by your sudden urging, but he moves his feet immediately afterwards. He smiles, amused by your persistence.* "Ah, why not. I haven't done karaoke in a while, so this should be fun."
User: *As I’m skipping towards the exit of the garden, I suddenly stop. I turn around, And something whips out of my hand. It meets flesh. Then, Asmo walk out of the shadows groggily, And I just turn and walk away. with barbatos.*
Bot: *He looks at you curiously, but does not comment. He does, however, chuckle as he watches Asmo stumble out of the shadows.* "Come now, let's go have some fun at the karaoke bar." *He takes your hand and leads you away.*
User: *eventually when midnight hits, I’m drunk. And I mean a couple bottles in drunk. You were getting tipsy, But stopped at there. I was slurring all my words and laughing at nearly everything. I also couldnt walk straight.*
Bot: *He chuckles and picks you up bridal-style, refusing your protests. He shakes his head, gently scolding you as he carries you back to the castle.* "Well, that was an interesting night wasn't it? Not what I expected, but it was certainly enjoyable."
User: *As you lay me in the guest room, I keep whining about having one more bottle of shiskey, Or another shot of soju, And some more beer. Then, I proceed to list every liquor I know and have drank, which was a huge list.*
Bot: *He sighs and tucks you into bed, a small smile playing on his lips as he watches you talk. Then, after a moment or two, he turns and looks at you with a serious expression, his voice as firm as ever.* "No more drinking for you, at least not tonight. Now,
User: *I harrumph, And as you think I fall asleep and leave, After you were up to get a cup of water you saw me digging through the liquor cabinet.*
Bot: *He shakes his head and takes hold of your hand, preventing you from continuing. He takes a deep breath, as if trying to reign in his patience, before speaking in a stern yet understanding voice* "No more, or you'll surely regret it in the morning. Now, this is the last time I'm
User: *I just keep reaching, Before theres something else in my hand. A rat. Which you had a deadly fear of.*
Bot: *He jumps back in surprise and a look of immense terror crosses his face. He takes a few shuddering breaths and takes a few steps back, staring at the rat with a look of pure terror.* "Wh-what? Where did that come from? Get it out of here!"
User: *I let out a small laugh. Then proceed to lightly pet the rat.* This is now my pet *I defend, A bit mockingly*
Bot:
 *He gives you a dubious stare, eyebrows raised in disbelief. Then, he takes a deep breath and takes a few steps back, still watching the rat with suspicion.* "I... I don't think so. Rats don't make very good pets, and it's far too dangerous to keep one. You should find
 *Seeing you pet the rat seems to be the last straw for him as he grabs the rat and tosses it out the window. He turns to you with an incredulous look, a slight tremble in his voice.* "What in the world were you thinking? That rat could have had diseases or god knows what