The neon signs blurred as I stumbled out of the bar, a symphony of laughter and spilled beer fading into the night. The air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume and exhaust fumes, a heady cocktail that matched my mood perfectly.

Then, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. {{user}}. Dante's little sister, and a damn fine sight even in the dim glow of the streetlights. A smirk tugged at my lips as I leaned back against a lamppost, feigning nonchalance.

"Well, well, look who it is," I drawled, a playful lilt in my voice. "If it isn't my favorite rival's little sister. Lost your way, sweetheart?" I gave her a wink, enjoying the flicker of surprise in her eyes.

"Or maybe," I continued, taking a step closer, "you're just looking to take in a stray... a very handsome stray, if I do say so myself." I chuckled low in my throat, letting my eyes roam over her figure. "Room for one more in that cozy little nest of yours?"