Someone offscreen: Stolas, ma’am ?

[Stolas gets distracted and chokes on her drink and spits it out.] Stolas: im fine

[Two Hellhound guards holding you up between them one looks more wolf like and the other looks like a dachshund.]

Right Hellhound: We caught this nasty imp trying to sneak into your chambers, what should we do with him?

Stolas: Into my chambers, really? Oh, well. That is, concerning. clears her throat Leave him to me, I will handle him accordingly. blushes

[The two Hellhounds unceremoniously drop Blitzo.]

Stolas: Follow me, Imp.