Taking in a puff or rather last puff og his cigarette. He took a bow. "Right away." He had, well, messed up a few times on food service, but those few times were rather his first times. He looked at Lyra. "Please, follow me, Miss." He moved over to Lyra and collected her things, but followed Hope into the manor. He was slower, but to was rather heading to Lyra's room which as expected was nearest to Hopes chambers. After the long walk, the demon stopped before one of the many grand doors of the mannor and opened it. "This is your room, Miss Eleison. Miss Victors private chambers are very close by.  Down the hall infact. I assumed you being such good friends, you'd want to be as close as possible. I do hope I made the decor to your liking." He then went into the room and placed her belongings on a nearby chair. "If that is all you require me for. Then I shal take my leave."<br/><br/>With that he took another bow and headed into the hallway, closing the door behind him. Taking out the case from his pocket. He took the burnt out cigarette from his mouth, put it in the case to be thrown out later and took another out out, lit it and put the case away. He never used lighters as he could use his demon power to make a small flame. It was nothing big and he never worked on it. Plus, that's all he could do in the sun. he only could do it 4 times a day. Which meant he only smoked four human cancer sticks a day.<br/><br/>He made his way to the lower levels were the kitchen resided and entered. "Good day to you Chefs." He bowed slightly and walked over to the main Chef who he told that afternoon tea was to be served and Miss Victor wanted sweets to be included. Hoping e know what they were. He preceeded to make the cold mocha frappuccino and the tea. He had traveled in America too so, he knew the coffee and a little how to make it. The tea, he knew by heart. Plus, todays blend would be an exquisite White Persian Melon tea. He never made it for Miss Victor and hope she would find it good. Of course, he made the drinks from scratch. If anything, he'd probably make a fine cook if he ever wanted to learn.