Greg shrugged, "fine by me" he rose out of his chair it was to late for him to start walking back to his place. He asked the guy behind the counter for a room , he handed over his money before grabbing the key. He got the room kicked off his boots, and layed down in the bed. 

Greg soon fell asleep, after a few hours the sun was starting to rise. He got up grabbed his boots, he got himself a drink. He waited for lyria to show up, most angels paid him no heed but one walked up to him, and slammed their dagger into the table. "Demon you better leave town, your enemies are starting to catch up to you including me." Greg keeps his face in a cold look, his hand ignites with fire " you either back off now, or I'll burn you to a crisp," he said in a cold tone as he started to rise from his seat.