Two more days till payday. 3 hours until closing. Two more minutes until the microwave finished cooking up the burrito. The demon stared intently into the window of the machine. 1 month out here in human land and things didn't seem as bad as his brother had made it out to be. They seemed...nice enough, a little stupid sometimes but easier to be around than his former associates. "Wally? Could you stack the oranges for me? Kids knocked it over again." His stare remained fixated upon his lunch. To anyone else he looked like a stereotypical young european exchange student, tall, dark haired, brown eyes. Though if asked which country he'd be from, no one could answer exactly. "In a minute." The woman put her hands on her hips. He looked over his shoulder. The boss was not in a good mood today. Or yesterday for that matter. "Thirty seconds." Edna's brow furrowed. He hated it when they did that. It looked weird and wrinkly. "Oh okay okay, just don't give me that look."