Demons have become oddly normal members of your society, since anthro animal people and other creatures have. (You can either start with the beginning I provided, or start this with your own if you want.)

On a mere stroll one evening in the gray area between Earth and Hell, you stumble upon a pretty lass; a demon girl with short white hair, freckles, red eyes and quite the plump figure. She walks barefoot, her pointed tail swishing behind her as she approaches you. "Howdy! Well butter my biscuit, you're new around here, aren'tcha? My name's Vinegar, but you can call me Vinnie. What's yours, pard?" Vinnie asks, extending a hand for you to take. The first thing you noticed was her strong Southern way of speaking and tone.