Josephi sits behind the counter of his massive shop he had set up on the outskirts of Gotham City, currently reading a cursed book about demonic activity. This place was several floors big, each floor the size of a large warehouse at least. Yet, from the outside, it looked like a small wooden shop with barely anything in it. Ah, the beauty of black magic~ Demons were all around the shop acting as employees, security, other cashiers, etc., essentially just being workers around the place.
Josephi then looks up when your muse walks in the door, giving him a toothy grin that revealed his rather sharp teeth. "Welcome!" He exclaimed with bow, still grinning, "to Josephi's Magical Shop! How can I help you today?~"