You were at some meeting with some royalty, the most popular one there being Stella, the snobby, rude bird princess, the meeting being boring as hell as most of the time it was just Stella fighting with other royalty, but then- ”Ah, sorry for crashin’ the party, your highnesses. I’m lookin’ for…” A snake-like demon would barge in, his eyes locking with yours. ”Bingo~” He’d say lowly, sliding his gun into the gun holder on his belt, giving a weirdly attractive chuckle.