Joe watched Salem storm outside and he frowned deeply. How was he going to remedy this? Usually Salem just went along with whatever shit Joe put him through, but this seemed like a different matter. Joe had just got Salem fired because of his own selfish endeavors. Then again, Joe hadn't begged so hard in the first place, so arguably it could be a Salem's fault for lack of willpower. Oh, who was Joe kidding? This was all his fault and he felt terrible for it.<br/><br/>When he noticed that Solomon was talking to him, he motioned to the outside so no one would see him talking to something that wasn't there. "Something... productive," he echoed quietly, exiting the building and watching Salem have a temper tantrum some feet away. "I think something productive will be good, actually. Maybe get his mind off of the fact he just got fired. What kind of productive thing did you have in mind?"<br/><br/>Aamu followed her human and the other demon, slithering out the door. She was clipping herself on both sides of the entrance, but she slithered through the metal and concrete like it was nothing. She could do this normally, but it required less effort when she was in this poltergeist-like state. Normally, she'd need to focus hard to make herself ethereal or transparent, now it was like a walk in the park. When Joe agreed to Solomon's productivity plan, she just snickered quietly.