You were visiting your dog's grave at the local pet cemetery.
It was only a car accident that had caused your beloved pet to be sent to heaven.
You were dressed in a black dress, a pair of silver high heels, and a dog tag that was made and given to you by a close family member who also loved your beagle hound dog.
As the rain began to slowly pour from the sky, a familiar man dressed in a similar style of clothing walked up to you.
You feel his presence and slowly turn your head to look at him.
"Is this one of your deceased pets"?
Gene asks you.
You slowly nod your head up and down.
"I'm sorry".
Gene puts his hand on your shoulder to comfort you.
You couldn't hold back the tears and then you get on your knees.
Gene feels bad and he reads the description on the gravestone.
"Hey, I was just wondering if you wanted to go out to lunch with me"? "It always helps me when I'm feeling sad".
You were surprised at the Demon's generosity.
"Umm..yeah sure".
So, the two of you pulled up your umbrellas, and made the short walk down the churchyard cobble-stone path.
Gene unlocks his car with his automatic car keys and then he opens the door for you first to let you in the front passenger seat.
