There are so many things you wanna ask her… so much info to catch her up on! But the friend-starved fiend has probably been through a lot if she’s talking to you like this… and you think she deserves a little treat!

Say, you begin with a reassuring grin, would she like to say hi to the gals? Maybe it’s the pheromones, but Rezzie’s eyes light up like Hellish Christmas Trees at the suggestion!

“YES!” She exclaims, before clasping her claws over her mouth a bit too late! “E-err, I mean… Pfft… I suppose…”

There’s something refreshing about the old Rezzie being able to fight past the pheromones like that… okay, you nod, you’ll go grab ‘em and we’ll all visit. Sound good?

A strange smile creeps onto Rezalith’s face. “... Like friends?”

Yea, you reply, like friends. Moving to open the door, you’re stopped by a hasty ‘WAIT!’ from your demonic pal! Y-yea?

“Mind turning off these stupid pheromones before you go?” She asks, her face wrinkling at the saccharine scent. “I have a reputation to uphold, y’know.”

Right, you remark, how careless of you… errr, PHEROMONES OFF…? It only takes a few seconds before you feel a significant difference in the air… did… did that work?

“Think so…” Observes the devil as she samples the room with a few quick sniffs! “Oh… one more thing.”

Yea, you ask as you tug the door open.

A fist meets your smile at terminal velocity, transforming you from a human into a pile of aches and pains on the floor outside of the cabin! Yep… pheromones are turned off… oough…

“Dope me up with your freaky little DATE RAPE GAS again and I’ll revoke your SKIN privileges, ANTURD!” Slamming the door shut in your face, Rezzie leaves you to track down your pals as a significantly more bruised, beaten, but also happy guy…

The band’s finally getting back together!

>CONTD.