"It also makes the lady choke," Akuma says, pointing to the cook, before unconcernedly continuing on the other route. "What would you want them to do?" The eyes, it means.

(Mortal: *choking*
Oblivion and Akuma: 👁👄👁)

"Something? Be more creative!"
 

"Please?" it goes, but then it just laughs because that sounds ridiculous even to the demon itself.

"It's gorgeous," the demon gushes, clasping his hands together.
...wait, what?

You two,,, what the heck?
"Sure, why not? What's the difference?" 

((Someone please save the cook))

"Hmmm, why? Are cherries that good?"
By this time Akuma probably doesn't even remember why it said "please."

"What if you can't see the thing?"

(I'll respond once I read through the thread to remember things I had in mind, sorry xD)

(Okay so reading through the thread I'm trying to figure out if more war crimes will need to be committed, how to save the chef from smoke intoxication, and also I realized that Oblivion said he liked smoke at the start of the thread and he's now saying he doesn't like it lol I love how spontaneous he is)

"Floating cherry!" Akuma exclaims childishly. "Then...what do you want her to do?" 
The chef's feeling quite faint. 
 

"What?" it asks, though actually it's asking "cook what?", not just "what?"

Maybe you would know if you hadn't tried to kill all the waiters and waitresses, ObLiViOn.
"Okay! Cook something good!" Akuma exclaims to the cook, who pretty much doesn't register its words, and for good reason. 

She is?
"She is?" Akuma asks, though not giving a look to said mortal. "What's she cooking?"

Hmm, that depends on his vision capabilities through the smoke. She's, like, being held at the precise place between not choking and choking by Akuma. Yes, that's actually very intentional on its part.

"On point!" Akuma cheers, clapping his hands. "She isn't. 'Cause she can't really breathe. Or...move, I guess." It pulls his hands apart and examines his fingers. They're long and dainty. Hands of an artist, if you will.