"Sounds interesting, and very high maintenance. Can I try some?" She asked, resting her arms on the table and leaning toward him slightly. She tilted her head with the question.

He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, pushing the glass her way. Suspicious but he wasn't in a very confrontational mood.

Trix took the glass and gave him an amused look. "What? You look like im about to poison you. I feel like we already got past the fact that I don't want to kill you." She said sarcastically, lifting the glass to her lips and taking a sip. She cocked her head, looking down at the tea in surprise. "Damn. That is... surprisingly good. Wow." She looked up at him, taking another sip before she slid it back across the table.

"It never hurts to be cautious." He tilted his head slightly. Watching her reaction as she went for seconds before sliding it back. "Its quite possibly the best thing on the menu." He said quietly, taking a sip. He put it back on the coaster and leaned back. "Feeling cold today? Its nice outside." He said, referring to her jacket,

"It is. I just prefer to be warmer in general. Being a demon can do that." She shrugged. "I can handle cooler temperatures, I just don't prefer to. I also really like this jacket, I think it looks badass." Trix added with a slight smirk.

He gallic shrugged, glancing over the leather quietly. He lifted an eyebrow and tipped his head, teasingly watching. "I'd have to agree. I don't mind the cold but being too warm gets me." He admitted with a sneer. He put one of his ankles up on the other leg's knee and a hand on that shin just because. He was more relaxed for sure, looking less like a statue with his posture.

"It used to be the same for me. I always hated warm weather. But hell can change people, I guess." She shrugged, tensing suddenly and sitting up straighter, looking slightly alarmed. She looked quickly around the Cafe, narrowing her eyes.

He definitely knew how the afterlife could change someone. He bit the inside of his lip, then sat up, seeing her sudden change in posture and facial expression. He glanced around subtly, not recognising anyone. He took a sip of his tea. "Do I need to leave?" He asked quietly and in the calmest tone he could muster.

Trix gave him a quick nod, but it was just a moment too late. A man in his mid twenties materialized out of thin air beside them. He had blonde hair and deeper colored gold eyes, almost amber. He had his hands on the table, leaning over both of them. He was taller, looking just short of some sort of swimsuit model. He was mainly ignoring Sal for the moment, but still blocking his way out of the seat. Trix rolled her eyes as the man leaned over her, giving her a smile. M "Well, if it isn't my tricky little Trixie. Having company, I see?" He mocked, leaning back up and crossing his arms. "First, I am not 'your little Trixie', and second, Yes. I am. You, however, are not on the list for this little tea party, Tanner, so leave." She snarled, her eyes flickering a deep red for a moment. Tanner tutted at her. T "Now, that's no way to talk to your beloved. Especially when he could rat you out for fraternizing with the enemy." He said, almost in a sing song voice. "Tanner, you can rat me out all you want. Because that's all you are, an insolent little fucking rat that doesn't know when to drop shit. Hint? Drop it now, or I swear to satan I will rip those pretty little wings right off your back. And maybe, while I'm at it, ill get someone to get that stick out of your ass and BEAT. YOU. WITH. IT!" She finished, standing up and shoving him back from the table. She paused, still holding her ground. But definitely, in the back of her mind, she knew she fucked up.

He glanced between her and this Tanner. He assumed it was a demon, and it clearly was an ass. He glanced at where he leaned, keeping him from getting an easy exit. He sipped his iced tea quietly. Beloved? Interesting. He sure acted like a jerk for being close. Or whatever they were. He was way too nonchalant to be good news. He sat back as she started yelling. Eeever so slightly afraid of her. He stared blankly as she got a little phsyical, but strangely enough didn't quite want to leave her.