Alastors pov

I straightened my tie as I made my way through our usual place. I gave mimsy, a regular at the restaurant a friendly wave as I strolled around the place looking for my friends. I know they can give me a solution to this conundrum.

"Alastor" speak of the devil there she is. Darling Rosie along with husk and nifty waved me over. I smiled genuinely for once as I took a seat opposite her.

"Husker told me you had a problem" she took my hands with caring eyes "now you tell me everything while nifty grabs us some drinks"

"On it!" She gave a salute before scampering off. I chuckled softly. I'll never figure out her strange little ways!

"Well I'm waiting" she squeezed my hands reassuringly. I took a deep breath and spilled everything .

"I see. That is a pickle" she muttered to herself "luckily I have just the thing"

"Oh Rosie you are a livesav-" I stopped once she slapped down a newspaper with an add for a babysitting job "umm Rosie what is this?"

"What does it look like? It's a babysitting jig"

"I can see that but how does that help me"

"She's saying you should take up a second job to help make ends meet" husk explained "when me and angel were saving up for a place he took up a stripper job alongside his mafia work. I wasn't thrilled about it but the ends justify the means"

"Take a look at this al" she held the newspaper "Lucifer morningstar is looking for someone to watch his daughter while he works. The man's a billionaire. With that kind of money you could keep that radio business afloat no problem"

"Rosie you're a genius!" My eyes lit up "darling I could kiss you right now"

"Well don't hold back on my accord" she giggled. The dread I felt this morning had faded. I can fix all of this and keep my livelyhood...

I just need to get that jig.