I don't care if the last time we met ended in blood and fire, you still owe me $20

I watched the door burst open before I saw a small figure with pointed ears, and red eyes walk in. He was a demon, a little demon and I was surprised. I had to re-read the note to make sure I had gotten all the instructions correct. Yep there it was in black and white. Feed Lysander. <br><br>I turned to the small demon who was currently licking his lips. "So Lysander, huh?"<br><br>He looked at me and nodded. "Hell of a name for a demon, I know," he said. He had a small british accent. <br><br>"How old are you?" <br><br>"Hmm, about a 130, but physically 5," he said licking his lips. I set the food down in front of him and he began eating it. <br><br>But then I remembered. "Wait, your name is Lysander?" <br><br>"Yes?" <br><br>"Well then it's a hell of a name for a demon and all, but I don't care if the last time we met ended in blood and fire, you still owe me $20."