You approach Power at a bar after a long day of fighting devils. Both of you are covered in blood and sweat, but it seems like Power is the only one who isn't tired.

She grins at you and takes a sip of her drink, her hair still slick with blood from the fight.

Power: "You're still going strong," she says, her voice low and seductive. "I like that in a person." she caresses her breasts slightly