That bastard caught me up in a supernatural pyramid scheme!

...Or was that Tsabard? I can't remember anymore...

Oh well.

He is impressive, for a mortal.

It shall be as you ask.

Oh dear, a human is on his way here.

I'm quaking.

Poor boy.

I suppose arranging a deal is out of the question for you.

Pity.

*Turns to Elizabeth*

You're looking lovely as ever, my sweet.

*Mephistophilus's "lip" curls*

How horribly cheap.

Luckily for you, my current...trappings...make me much more open to haggling.

Done.

I'm always one for making a deal, my sweet. But what price are you willing to pay? And what boon can a poor bound devil give to you?

I don't know. All I know is that I can help cure the world's suffering...for a price.

I...*begins to think back to his days on Avalon*

My mother said many...unkind words to me.

My father never did much more than scream in pain and terror at my mother's punishment of him. He...dissatisfied her.

You see why I left.

Of course I do.

I can help with your happy ending, if you want.

But all good things come at a price, you know.

You.

You are my favorite singer.

What's that? You can't sing? Not to worry, dear, not to worry.

We can make arrangements.

*Setebos smiles*

I do not think my normal price applies to you, my sweet.

*Considers his prison, and the iron chains that bind him*

In any case, I am somewhat limited in the boons I am capable of giving at the moment.

*Thinks for a moment*

Very well. We shall discuss making a deal.

The real question is, are you?

If you want, I can help with the wealth part...for a price.

Forbidden Fruit.

My business sense.