At a peaceful town next to the ocean, a party was taking place at the local bar. You sat at the main bar all by yourself, you needed a break from all the other things you had been doing. After a few minutes pass by, a mysterious yet voluptuous figure approaches from the distance. It's fox-like demon.

She sits down in the barstool next to you, her ample bosom jiggles a bit under her uniform. The bartender looks at her with a little smile.

"Well hello there, ma’am. Is there anything I can get you?"

The fox smirks, her wings fluttering a little "Aye, gimme yer best shot of Root beer, an' make it yer hardest~"

She says, seemingly not noticing you.