Tommy's eyes widen, his jaw drops a little. Amazed, he breaks into a grin and props himself up on his elbows.

"...Oh, that is fuckin' priceless." He takes the glass of vodka from the tray and swallows a much-needed mouthful. "Baby, you're incredible." It's weird addressing the both of them, but he can't stop grinning anyway.

As he takes another sip, the look in his eyes as he glances from one Devil to the other becomes sly, and he utters a thoughtful hum...