Louis stares at the new terms of agreement. Well, at least they actually have some promise to answer questions now. He starts writing...and finds his hand stopping when he tries to add on his last name.

"He plays just like Louis Armstrong! I'm going to call him Louis!"
That is actually my name.

What is your name?
Louis

Do you think the future is unavoidable?
No

Do you consider yourself a bad person?
No

Have you ever killed someone/something?
No

Did you enjoy it?
N/A

Now share one or two of your darkest secrets with the rest of the group! It's like team bonding, we promise!
My father stole my trumpet for me from a store.

Louis ⚔ Paimon: That last part is definitely not true. He bought it like a normal person does.
Louis ⚔ Paimon: For some reason I can't write my last name on here. That's odd.