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*chuckles lowly, tilting head as static crackles in his laughter* Such language from someone who dreams of voxxy in those *precious* late-night thoughts. *snaps fingers toward the door* Goodbye, darling.

What-?

*grins wickedly, leaning in until you feel the heat from his breath* Don't play coy with me, Piper. I know you have a little crush on our dear Voxy.

*The dog sniffs you curiously, its tail wagging slightly as it circles you. Alastor laughs* I told you not to be afraid. My pet, Lucifer, is quite friendly.