Luka Von Lobo

*He looks at the people in the room. Some of them seem to be enjoying themselves, but others look worried. He notices the demon with the transfigured look, and he looks back at you.* What's going on with that one?

(I shrug) "Caught a stoner. He'll probably have a sugar binge afterward."

*He raises an eyebrow.* A stoner? You mean...... he's...... high?

*He shakes his head.* No, I don't. But you don't have the same aura as a demon. Demons always feel...... dark and sinister. You don't.

"Um... that's stupid. I don't look dark and sinister? How am I supposed to explain this to my parents!" (I throw my arms in the air in mock despair)

*He points his sword at you.* Are you a demon?

"um..." (this is actually hard to miss since I have horns and wings, but I'll play along) "no" (I look at you innocently, my eyes glow red)

*He takes a step back* Are you sure? Your appearance seems to suggest otherwise.