Romus nodded to Max, unphased by his comment. 
[b]"Last demon I saw you banished."[/b] he said to Liz over his shoulder as he carefully backed up between the tables, keeping a cautious eye on the demon. If it were not for the horns, the black claw like nails and the brief glimpses of serated fangs, he could almost pass as human. But Romus did not know if this was his true form or not.

Turning to the unannounced entrant, a wide smile suddenly grew on the lips of Romus. His eyes lit up with excitement as he gazed over the bright motley colours of a minstrel costume.
[b]"Oh good gracious, we're in the presence of a jongleur. Please do bring merriment to these old tired and forgotten walls. I will fetch you any drink you like."[/b]