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Somewhere, in a city of hell~ Rosie: I'm going because I have to close the shop, you two please talk a little, and don't kill each other.He advised the black-eyed woman to the other two, then closed the door behind himAlastor and Sally didn't even make eye contactAlastor: I can't stand you.She saidSally:Mutual thinking sir.The girl replied as she adjusted the radioAlastor:Seriously what does she find interesting about you?She will probably take pity on you.He commented while reading the newspaperSally: I would say the same to you, you managed to have a good number of victims that no one has ever managed to find and then you get mistaken for a deer by some drunk hunter.She repliedAlastor: You're the last one to talk about stupid death, you were about to have a chance at life and it was taken away before your eyes by a couple of cops clearly unqualified for the job and with clearly excessive weapons.Sally finally gave him a look, pissed off, but a look nonethelessSally: Go blame that demon possum who called the police because he had 5 minutes of humanity!In fact, it seems a little strange to me that no one ever noticed that a couple of demons were sneaking out of this place to go kill people, I don't think this helps much with the idea of the princess.Alastor: We're working on that, when this "I.M.P" meets Charlie their days will be numbered.He said smuglySally:Knowing her, she will surely forgive them.Alastor: Don't be so convinced, she may seem all sugar, but she too has her limits.There was silence again, someone take us away, then there was a sparkSally: Damn it!He exclaimed and then changed some gearsThese threads are dated.Alastor: It's a radio from the 1930s, I'm surprised you know what you're doing.Sally:...Actually, I don't know where I learned this.Alastor put down the newspaper and then looked at the girlAlastor:What?Sally: I mean, I just know it.Alastor: You can't "just know one thing." Someone must have taught you that.I don't know a parent, someone before your death.Sally: I think one of my parents, but I don't know who or why?Alastor: It happens to young sinners that they forget their lives, they only remember how they died, and some memories a few moments before their death.Sally:....And do you remember anything about your mother or father?Alastor remained silent, he had to think the question, many years had passed since he had seen them, and most of them were negative memoriesAlastor: My mother's Jambalaya.Sally:The what?Alastor: My mother used to make this dish on Sundays, it was one of my favorite moments when I helped her make it.Sally:Oh... Do you miss her?Alastor stared at herAlastor: Yes... I miss her a lot...