"So not all demons are the same... interesting." Although good times can be up for argument, as she suspects many of those things to be socially unacceptable. What does he want though? A question she'll save after he's sitting across from her, maybe a few drinks deep.

"Marie. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Alastor." She extends one hand to him for a brief handshake, then offers to lead the way to their next destination. It's surprisingly hidden off the beaten path, somewhere dangerously close to the Industrial areas of the Nexus. Places where humans rarely tread.

"So, if I may ask, have you always been a demon? Are they common where you're from?"