Bel was quiet for a few moments as he scanned the shops along the street, easily seeing past the taller people. He barely noticed the noise or the smell, really. He had spent so much time in this city alone, it was all old and no longer interesting. The only thing here that even held any slight significance anymore was now Harp. Among the mass of grey and blur, Bel would admit, the pink-eyed angel stood out a lot. He didn't like the stares people were giving him, but there was not much he could do about it at the moment. "Demons?" He murmured softly. "Depends on the ones you are asking about. There are all sorts of different kinds. Some of the lesser demons pack around the human world, a couple of Arches do as well if they find something of interest." He goes silent for a few moments. "Its all about finding something of interest, really. Most of us find it in the next meal, but, not everyone is alike. So many different tastes and personalities, we blend easily among the humans." Bel would fall silent as he finally spots the shop he was looking for. "C'mon." Bel grunts, giving Harp's arm a light tug as he promptly moves over towards the door. Which, really did not appear to be a door. In fact, it looked more like a store you might see in a mall. A giant entrance with a large metal gate, spotless glass panes on each side. With a quick glance inside the shop though, it was no bigger than any of the others around it. It had no real fancy decoration on the outside or on the glass, no displays or signs or anything of the such. It didn't even appear to have a name anywhere! There were several cloths racks in the far back, a few small tables lined with various things between the entrance and the back. And in the back, behind the counter, stood a rather tall looking fellow, in front of a door. It might have seemed normal, but as Bel got closer to the entrance, the tall fellow in the back of the store raises his head and grins. A hand is lifted and he waves towards Bel, though it quickly drops as as his gaze falls onto Harp.