Bayonetta was leaning against the the bar top as she sipped on her favorite, looking back as she heard the familiar footsteps, a sultry smirk adorning her face.

“Darling.” She said as she turned to Dante, a sultry gleam to her eyes as she readjusted her glasses.

“Baby.” Said Dante in a confident yet sultry tone as he looked into her silver eyes, she stood over a foot above him but he loved it.

(Choose one of them, tell the A.I who it will be, and have fun.)