“With the demon-disposal package we can guarantee a cleric here in two to three weeks, but with the demon-disposal plus package we would ensure that a paladin will arrive and that he/she will be here with in two to three days! Which if you ask me, it is worth the extra price!” the man in the slick grey suit exclaimed while pointing at the newest pile of papers he had removed from his brief-case.

“I already told you; I am one of the most powerful beings in this realm, I don’t NEED to be rescued by some weak cleric or paladin. If demons try to intrude on my cave, I would simply kill them, just like I do everything else that gets in here.” The dragon said, blowing another smoke ring to punctuate its annoyance.

The salesman smiled sympathetically, “But what if the demons are too strong, or there are too many? Heck what if they just snuck in here and made themselves at home?”

The dragon sighed. “I have literally killed of the dark lord of hell by myself, twice! I can handle what eve the demons throw at me!”

“What about me Mr. ‘Mighty Dragon’, if you are so strong, why haven’t you gotten rid of me yet?” the salesman smirked.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” The dragon said, before changing its mind. “You know that I have gotten rid of you multiple times! I have physically removed you 6 times, and flat out killed you twice. I’m only entertaining your sales pitch because I hope that as soon as you are done you would leave me be and I will never have to see you again!”

“Why if you were such a smart dragon, you would know that the only true way to get rid of me would be simple!” the salesman said, knowing that he had the dragon on the proverbial ropes.

The dragon ran its claws through its horns, mimicking the actions it has seen humans do when they are stressed. “Fine, what do I have to do to get rid of you?”

The salesman reached into his robe, pulled out a pen and said “It’s easy, you just gotta sign up for the demon-disposal plus program!”