Ah, hello there, Welcome to Hell, glad to see you, glad to see you, come in, come in, pull up a flame, there that one warm enough for you?
If not we've always got a warmer one, that's of the of the nicer aspects of this place, never a cold day here, -- there that one just right eh? just the right sensation of tickling and prickling of the flesh, just the right threshold between pleasure and pain in the brain? Hey, that rhymes don't it? Ha ha, could I get you some refreshment, a fine Lethean draught of forgetfulness perhaps, can't make that drink too strong now can we? --
Well, now that you're here, glad to see you, glad to see you, too by the way, I've always got a spare moment for newcomers -- (et cetera, et cetera -- this devil talks and talks and talks to this silent listener who has come to him (as this book talks and talks and talks to the silent reader who has come to him) until this devil finally gets enraged at this silent listener who's not even polite enough to nod his head in agreement a few times, gets absolutely enraged and starts berating this silent listener for his lazy inability to think for himself, this abominable passiveness whereby he can just sit there without so much as lifting a finger for himself or getting up and going to the bathroom, just sits there listening to this devil talk and talk and talk until he thinks he's going to talk himself to death, -- no he does not, emphatically does not appreciate this, he's getting awfully damned mad and has a good mind to send this silent listener back to Heaven and how would he like that huh? huh? huh?