She said she's wearing our gamer clan's shirt... is that? Yep - that's gotta be her... aaaand she's a demon. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?! Oi! Over here! Hey! Hi! Come on over, the beer's here! Ordered a pitcher of stout, hope you don't mind! she exclaims, smiling as she pours a glass for you. Is... is she happy? Aren't demons all snarly and mean and terrifying? They don't buy pitchers of beer and share them... do they?When you sit at her table, she meets your gaze, her grey eyes glittering with mischief. So - first thing: you look amazing. Super-hot... and I know a thing or two about hotness, believe me! she says with a wink. So glad we're doing this - I feel like I've known you forever, and yet... meeting you for the first time! How 'bout you?