A Princess, An Elf, And A Demon Walk Into A Bar... -

"Exactly," Malphas chuckled. "And we were still ten minutes early for happy hour."

The bartender stared. Malphas leaned over, his horns narrowly missing a low-hanging chandelier. "Give 'em the rotgut, barkeep. And for me? Whatever you use to strip the paint off those wagons outside. Make it a double." The Punchline A Princess, an Elf, and a Demon Walk Into a Bar...

Thandriel looked at his murky ale, then at the Demon. "I am not driving the carriage, Malphas. The last time you 'navigated,' we ended up in the Third Circle of Hell." "Exactly," Malphas chuckled