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Samantha looked up, as he flashed that smile she much adored, possibly one of his best features. "Well, well well, Samantha, time hasn't changed you much. Still the quiet bad ass beauty I remember.I haven't heard somebody call me by my Demon name in years...", he began. "Well, you're still the charming man I remember from Rome. How long has it been, about 100 years now? You still look as handsome as ever," said Samantha playfully. He was about to start talking again, as Vee came up and said "Hi" to her, as they have never even met. She's spoken to her before in classes, and she acts as nothing of her. Samantha shot her a look of disgust, as Vee handed him Chase her number, and said "My name's Vee. Call me?". Samantha's eyes followed the piece of paper, that he slid into his pocket. "Oh Slithixen, please don't tell me you're still obsessed with mortals. There's much bigger things out there, what you were born to do was to be a demon, not this silly charade of a human," said Samantha in a flirtatious tone. Boy did she miss him. Ever since they parted ways, she thought about him for the longest of times, but convinced herself they weren't meant to be, due to his silly obsession. But seeing him here again brought up many memories. "I'll tell you what, if you would ever like some time with someone like you, not that silly girl over there, let me know." She used her fingers to burn her number into his skin, not that it hurt him. She playfully smiled, and walked back to her table, a bit blushing. She took a seat, and saw a man. Krisiana's protector. What was this, the hangout for demons and hunters everywhere? She hoped they didn't wouldn't notice her, so she could keep on eavesdropping like she was.