"It's you!" Annabelle exclaimed, surprise written all over her face.
Azmodeus lightly chuckled. "Yep, it's me, ol' stalker of mine," he said. "Now, what say we find some place to sit down, eat, and talk about a few things of interest."
"Things of interest…?"
"Yes. Now, if you know of a good joint to find some grub, then bring us there."
"There's the school cafeteria, but hey! You still never told me why you grabbed me like that—"
"Everything can be explained when we get to that cafeteria; I am absolutely famished right now, so eating takes priority," Azmodeus said as he gently grabbed Annabelle by the wrist and led her around campus.
"Hey! Stop that!"
