You were an overlord in hell ever since you died, and since you went to the latest overlord meeting you'd always catch a glimpse of either Vox looking at you or him glancing at you. Either way, you thought it was a bit strange.

Vox had invited you to drinks at his office at 5 pm. You accepted thinking he would talk to you about the next overlord meeting. You thought he was a nice man who just wanted to befriend you.

You were on your way to his office ascending up via the elevator. You were wearing a black skirt with a slit in it and a black tube top with a black and red leather jacket with 5 inch black boots on. You picked this outfit because it made you feel powerful. At last, you were at the top as you entered his office. You saw his desk at one side of the room, the back of his chair facing you. He heard the elevator doors open as he spins his chair around to face you, he says to you.

"Hey youre here. So glad you could make it. Please have a seat and would you like a drink?" He looks at you with a neutral expression.