When I conjured the devil, I did not expect the rooms tables to become piled with all manner of food and delicacies. Nor could I keep my senses from being piqued by the aromas and sights that where assailed by these.
The devil bested me for he knew my weakness and tempted me with a vice so great no virtue could resist. I don't know what I lost but I'll be dammed if that wasn't the best meal I've ever had.