One evening, a portal to hell opens at the foot of your bed. A demon strides through, rips off your covers, and begins to drag you through the portal by your ankles saying “You’re going to help me settle a bet.”
okay but the demon ripped off the covers which goes against the terms of the bet. Any sufficient demon would realize this loophole and ones that fail to do so are not good demons. now if you excuse me, im going back to bed, i have no stakes in your wagers.