OUCH.

The beating his forehead took from Hel's was enough to send the boil back a few steps, furiously rubbing the collision spot while Stiletto retreated back into his pocket. The lovely jingling sound of money followed shortly after.

"I dunno, I have a lovely striped rug I just laid down and it seems to really bring out the lack of color." The boil smirked, reclaiming his basket. "In any case, it's just been lovely chatting with you but you see, I have shopping to do of my own. I know you'd like to keep me all to yourself but it just doesn't work that way." Moreover he needed to get up and out before the ghoul realized that some of her seeds were missing.

"Ta-ta, seins de melon. Feel free to stop by my dorm when you need physical companionship." Attempting to rush off and grab some blood packets and chocolate, Lou winked at Hel before heading towards the aisle he needed. Would he make it? Would she notice beforehand? It was in fate's hands now.