"It's not everyday I get to socialize with a demon. Most of the stories I've heard often pit them against humans, wanting flesh and blood over chatting." Lying, of course, as a half-demon herself, not wanting to reveal her history just yet. The fact that he's being polite and friendly isn't helping her to gauge his intentions.
The topic of food is a weak point, causing her to remember why she was in the Nexus to begin with. Escaping from her self-inflicted office prison for an alcoholic drink and a warm meal. But now Alastor has gone and mentioned New Orleans cuisine, and well, she can feel her stomach aching in pain. Maybe the idea of a late lunch can be sued as an opportunity to learn more about her red-suited companion.
"Well, it isn't the 1930's nor a waterfront, but there's a nice hole-in-the-wall place just a few blocks away. Some of the best food I've found in the Nexus thus far, and supposedly, they can make just about any dish with skill." She smiles politely, removing both hands from her pockets in order to give off the appearance of being relaxed. "Would you allow me to treat you to a meal? I must admit, you've piqued my curious, Mr...?"
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The topic of food is a weak point, causing her to remember why she was in the Nexus to begin with. Escaping from her self-inflicted office prison for an alcoholic drink and a warm meal. But now Alastor has gone and mentioned New Orleans cuisine, and well, she can feel her stomach aching in pain. Maybe the idea of a late lunch can be sued as an opportunity to learn more about her red-suited companion.
"Well, it isn't the 1930's nor a waterfront, but there's a nice hole-in-the-wall place just a few blocks away. Some of the best food I've found in the Nexus thus far, and supposedly, they can make just about any dish with skill." She smiles politely, removing both hands from her pockets in order to give off the appearance of being relaxed. "Would you allow me to treat you to a meal? I must admit, you've piqued my curious, Mr...?"