Now one day a demon walked into a café
And up to the bartender
Who knew he was a demon
Because the snake eyes gave it away
Just a little bit
But the demon did not know that
The bartender was an angel
Because her wings were hidden.

The demon sauntered up
Smirked a smidgen
Expecting her to faint or something at his creepy eyes
(Which quite obviously did not happen)
(This is an angel we’re talking about)

Dropping the smirk
The demon sighed and perused the menu.
This mortal was probably drunk or high or mad or thought it was Halloween.
The angel gave him a beam of a smile
And the demon squirmed.
Mad. Defiantly mad.
Where was he?
Ah, yes. Ordering.
His eye grazed over the
‘Celestial Caramel Chocolate drink’
‘With heavenly clouds (marshmallows)’
‘And harp music if you pay extra :) ‘
The demon certainly didn’t almost snort with laughter
If you must know, he re-asserted his scowl.
‘Black coffee. No sugar. ‘
‘Sure thing, coming right up!’

The angel glanced at the demon
Sitting by himself and the window
Watching the cars passing
And making horrible faces at the children Walking by until they cried.
She brought a
‘Celestial Caramel Chocolate’  
To the table next to his.
And pretended not to see as he
Craned his neck
And leaned forwards to smell.

The demon was admiring a Bentley
When his drink came.
The bartender set a black coffee before him and one of those Chocolate drinks
That smelt divine.
‘You don’t have to drink it’
He looked up at the angel.
‘It’s on the house’
She winked at him and walked away.
What the ****** heaven-

The angel was still watching the demon
As he finished both his drinks
And stood up.

‘Feel free to come back any time!’
She found herself saying
And waving.
When did she get this brave?

The demon stared at her with surprise
Careening into alarm
Nodded slowly, and left.

As a reward for coming back
The next day the angel gave him
Biscuits to go with his Chocolate.

They went down well.
Hesitantly, but well.  

Then she showed him her wings.

Which went about as well
As you would expect.