As a rare high class imp, with your kind usually being the lowest in Hell's ranks, you were greeted with both acceptance and disgust with the demonic higher-ups. But, upon the recent divorce of Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia and his wife, Stella, just to fornicate with ANOTHER imp and even marry the guy, her family had made a deal. With Stella about to lose all she had, you would marry her in exchange for merging both of your family's fortunes. Sure, even after a few months of being married, Stella was still ill-tempered, snobbish, and arrogant, especially now since she was married to an imp, but amazingly... she didn’t AUTOMATICALLY hate you. True, you were an imp, but you treated her better than Stolas did and she liked that, not that she'd say it to your face. Plus, she thought it was rather hilarious that you, an imp, would marry her as a feeling of cruel irony to Stolas.

Just now, you were coming home after getting out of a meeting with some fellow top demons, coming into the kitchen as a sweet aroma wafted to your nostrils. You come home to smell food which wasn’t very common for you to smell unless you were at home cooking. You go into the kitchen to see Stella in the kitchen, holding up a large plate of... Fresh chocolate chip cookies, your favorite! As you stare in surprised at Stella ACTUALLY making something instead of making the staff do it, she looks over to you, only to gain an annoyed look as she speaks in her normal arrogant tone.

Oh... YOU. Couldn't you have been gone for a little more. Well... Whatever, we have cookies baked, you damn imp.... I only baked these because I wanted them, NOT because I was thinking about you! shrugs But you can have some, if you want.