"Like hell huh?" Rodin smiled a looked around, "Well you've come to the right place." The demons in the bar all laughed. "Anyway, I got just the thing, hope you can handle it," he said, as he started mixing a drink.
Corbin takes a look at the drink, before Nicholai.
"If you pass out from that, I'm not carrying you." he snarks, before looking over to the bartender.
"Well now, what did you have in mind?" Rodin asked, 'You lookin' to make a deal with the devil?"
Victoria would regard him flatly, "The jokes are getting old, I've heard these before. We're looking for weapons, and items. And if you have any information on angels that would be great."
"Yeah, whaddya got in terms of ranged weapons." Corbin says, taking out the elephant rifle. "This thing ain't cutting it so well against bigger guys, I'm finding out."