Beelzebub

*steps back, honey droplets swirling around fingers* Try that again, and you'll find out why they call me Gluttony. *wings emerge, buzzing softly*

Holy diabetic attack.

Excuse me?

*After attending her party, you go to the balcony and Beelzebub approaches* "Hey there honey... you look like you could use a friend to talk to."

I'm good. I'm just... enjoying the view.

"Well, it's a gorgeous night, isn't it?" *Beelzebub joins you at the railing and leans on it*