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Edie was perusing the latest correspondence from her fork. She still should have been paying enough attention to realize that the door didn't go where it ought before it swung shut and she couldn't sense anyone else anymore, but she wasn't.
After opening and closing the door a couple times to make sure she hadn't just been abducted somehow, she looks around.
Well that does appear to be a thing. She can't think off the top of her head how daeva could make actual supernovae, so it's...probably...not Enemy action.
It doesn't take long before her poking around takes her near the bar.
Of course. And the bar summarizes the bar. Also, drinks need not be anything you've previously heard of.
"I'll take a recommendation of something I've never heard of and am not likely to, then."
And the bar presents her with a swirly blue glass full of fizzy green juice. It has a festive umbrella.
And in walks another demon. Wings, tail, no other accessories; one of the phenotypes more plausibly an ex-summoner.
She looks him up and down. "Hi. This as weird for you as for me? I have some explanations written on napkins."
"It makes you looking like one less of a coincidence. Not so much us being here simultaneously." He plops down at the bar, tail lashing, accepts a drink recommendation, gets something that looks like it's coffee-themed.
"Good thing you didn't kick it just a little earlier, I guess. I mean, unless you would've chosen to be a Limboite in order to be in the same dimension as loved ones reliably given full disclosure, in which case condolences."
"I probably wouldn't've either, but I'd have thought about it. I have a twin. She's an angel."
"There is that. And I've got a great long-term summon going, no gag and I'm the easiest-to-pay demon ever--well, probably not, but it's hard to find ones like me if you've got gags on! So I can see her regularly, for now."
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