His name is Silver

You continue to sit there for a few mins, maybe more, your head still attempting to work out what you just saw and why... why on so many levels.

**Pop**, and another flash, the haze of dust once again filling the area around the circle, you failed to notice that the lines appear to pulse ever so slowly. And once again the imp creature appeared, and a little less startling than before.

"Silver", he looked at you, pulling off a top had he was now wearing before continuing, "Silver Eversmile, Welcome to this establishment Sir", you don't know what to say as you take a look from your seat, the imp now was wearing a fine suit and top hat, with a cane to complete and old Victorian look.

"Yes, startling I know", he replaced his hat, "But that's what happens when you are summoned in the middle of your second job", and again you just stare, wondering what is going on.

"Hmm...", he somehow peers down at you from his position, "You are not who was before, and apparently have an issue with talking?", they finished on a question while peering at you.

You give your head a little shake and look at the small, well dressed creature, and manage, "I have no idea what the fuck is going on", you breath and, "and its freaking me out a bit..."