Screwtape was lightly asleep; lightly because he had a tendency to wake up at a moment's notice.  The bedroom was typical Gargoyle; pictures of family members, incense candles, and a weapon or two hung on the wall at a moment's notice.  Of course, these weapons were very heavy and a human would find it difficult to wield at a moment's notice.<br/><br/>Lying on the bed was an outfit that Errol had found; it was a lacy princess outfit.  Errol had cleaned it himself, but it was delicate.  It would cover up anyone who wore it; but it would take a special person to bring out all its beauty.<br/><br/>The door (which was partially opened already) suddenly slammed wide open; it made a loud noise since demons didn't care about door stoppers.<br/><br/>"Oh ... I see you joined the human already, Errol?"  But Errol nodded.<br/><br/>"She was getting ready to be comfortable and have a night's sleep, Screwtape."<br/><br/>"Enough; I'm not here for her ... yet.  I'm here for you."  With that, he picked up his nephew and threw him outside; a cackle of laughs awaited him outside the room, and the force of the throw caused some bodily injuries to the demon.  "I ripped out the eye of a gargoyle just this morning; I loved it.  Maybe I should do it again for my sissy nephew!"