Jack seemed to be observing the mans ruins intently and although he seemed very interested he didn't ask any questions...for now. The demon gestured for Faelan to go through with a motion that said "you first." Once inside the man closed to door formerly, pushing on it again to confirm it was closed and began leading Faelan. There was still a bar, albeit with less naked demons and more rough looking company. In comparison it was a little quieter with a much smaller room and rickety staircase seeming to lead up to another part of the building. Jack was greeted by some of the demons in there, all of them seeming to be on fairly good terms.<br/><br/>"Is Vince back yet?" He asked idly while passing a table. The few at the table informed him that no, the person had not been back and Jack gave a small, "Hmph." He started up the staircase, making sure Faelan was behind him. "I wonder if he died." The man commented absently. Once he was at the top of the staircase he continued down a hall, stopping at a door. He bit his finger allowing a small spot of blood to spear over the door handle as he twisted it. The action was almost instinctive and if someone hadn't been paying close attention the action wouldn't have warranted any thought. There was no blood left behind.<br/><br/>Jack walked into an office looking area that had stacks of papers and various looking oddities strewn about- on his desk and shelves and end tables. He sat in the chair behind his desk, pulling on a drawer and withdrawing another bottle of alcohol. "I think this will suit your tastes better." He said, pulling a glass and pouring some.<br/><br/>"Are you ready to make a deal with the devil?" He asked.