"Make sure he gets a VIP treatment," Lionel said to Floyd as he got on foot, "My business is not done here." His voice was now all serious as humour was lacking in it. What he watched seriously had an impact on him and that's what he wanted, more anger to grow more strong, stronger in every means possible.
"Black Lionel, I've an advice if you may welcome it." Floyd appeared next to the walking Lionel. Hearing this, Lionel paused walking. "Floyd are you sick or something? I always welcome your advice so what's with this serious voice?"
Floyd smiled. "My advice is you shouldn't be angry anymore, Lionel. Eye has avenged for us all and I'm sure of this, nothing can the devil do to retaliate back with the same pleasure like ours this time around." Lionel looked at this Floyd of a ghost in a bemused way. "Nice riddle Floyd but I'm lost, can you elaborate more." He shrugged his shoulders in an 'I don't get you man.' style.
