Finally free he sprung from the spot. He clawed up on of the walls and then looked over his shoulder, down at her,

"Yes." He affirmed just as his eye caught a mirror. As he scaled along a wall to it, his blue tail lashing about as he did so, he informed her,

"Your contract has just been sent down for approval. Once its been stamped- you desire will be in place and you will find that quite a number of things in your life will change. More recognition. New relationships, perhaps. It will all go according to how your life would be like as a successful... Er... Artist." He was unfamiliar with the term, so he merely echoed it in hopes to convey his point.

Soon he was looking in to the mirror, which hung on the wall he had his claws dug in to. Its surface reflected not his face nor the room behind him, but a fiery view of hell.

"I'll be staying for a while, yes. Its customary that we stay for some time... Just to make sure everything plays out smoothly." He tapped on the glass a few times, as if punching in some code,

"Allow me to call the boss, if you don't mind." He mumbled casually, happy now that all of the formalities were over with.