"Oh most glorious and radiant of goddesses, do words even adequately do you justice? I am just trembling at the mere thought you have decided to grace me with your presence." Joseph exaggeratedly bowed in front of Kelly. She was the kind of type with an inflated ego, and empty flattery seemed to only to bring her joy. She was a spirit after all- and spirits were known to be the target of worship. Perhaps she was a shrine maiden?

"The ground at your feet is not worthy of your radiance. The sunset pales in comparison of your complexion! The..... stars are..... dim compared.. to your eyes? Fuck, sorry, there's a limit to how much bullshit I can make up." Joseph took his seat again, and motioned for the bartender to take his glass away. Perhaps he got a little too drunk today. 

"So you're the sadist type huh? Or do you just enjoy being praised?"