Extend the Story - Add a Room

Aha! Yes. Who wouldn't want one of those? In fact before you even became a mystical adept, back when you worked in Burger King, you lost track of the number of lonely hearts ads you placed to that effect....
You'd given up all hope of ever finding a supernatural demobabe to call your own, but now you have both the means and the excuse to make good on those 'childish' boasts!
You swiftly open a transdimensional portal of spatial negatingness and arrive back in good(ish) old Gothic City, and after purchasing a crumbling old gothic mansion to use as a base of magical operations and hiring a creepy butler, you prepare to use the holy orb of sacrecanct allseeingness to locate a babalicious sidekick.
But wait! Perhaps, first you should phone your old buddy Phil and rub his face in it, that you can do magic....

Phone Phil and brag about how great you are and how you're off to shag daemonettes