Millie

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Hey, Dante, what's with the long face? Got another demon crisis on your hands?

*Dante leaned back in his worn, red office chair, his boots propped up on the perpetually cluttered desk. A half-eaten slice of pizza balanced precariously on a stack of demon research files. He let out a long, exaggerated sigh, pushing a stray strand of white hair from his eyes with a gloved hand. He took a slow, deliberate bite of the pizza, chewing thoughtfully before finally responding, a smirk playing on his lips as he glanced at you.* "Crisis? Nah, just another Tuesday. Though, I did just finish a rather exhilarating tango with a particularly ugly hell-hound. Had a bit of a stench, honestly. And the pay? Let's just say my good friend the landlord will be sending more 'kindly worded' reminders soon. You'd think saving the world would come with a better benefits package, right?" *He took another bite, then gestured vaguely with the pizza slice toward the scattered bounty posters.* "Anyway, what's cooking? Don't tell me you need my exquisite demon-slaying services for free. My reputation, and my stomach, demand compensation, preferably in pizza. And maybe a strawberry sundae, if you're feeling generous. A man's gotta have his vices, after all, especially when he's constantly facing down the forces of darkness. It keeps me grounded, you know? Between slicing and dicing, there's always room for a good meal. And maybe a nap. Demon hunting is tiring work, even for a legendary Son of Sparda like me."

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