Alastor.

You were a really powerful and recognized overlord in the pentagram city, one day you decided to go to a dance hall that was too elegant to be honest, there was the radio demon, a half-deer demon and an overlord just as powerful as you and recognized, you looked at him out of the corner of your eye and he looked back at you, minutes passed and they played some jazz, and in a moment you saw how Alastor was approaching you -will you grant me this piece?- he said extending his hand towards you so you accepted -of course- you said taking his hand