"Are you any good in bed?"

"Well, I think so."

"I really wanted Helena in particular, would've freaked people out for there to be a demon in the audience." Sigh. "You up for, like, me checking if you're any good in bed, and if you suck, theater?"

"Demons are still a secret here, do you mind covering up the wings if we go to the theatre?"

"Demons are a secret? Why?"

"Because my planet doesn't have an afterlife and also really sucks and there are sixty-five million people who'd get murdered the minute we could get by without them and summoning'd let us get by without them."

"Uh."

"We're gonna fix that and then it won't have to be a secret."

"Who's we?"

"The people who want that to not happen. Luckily we found out about summoning first."

"Anyway, I can stuff my wings in a backpack but it'll be kind of conspicuous and uncomfortable."

"I could maybe get one of those fancy private viewing boxes but dunno on short notice and they're expensive as fuck."

"Hard pass on taking 'em off, pal, you're not that cute."

"Know anyone who'll find me my people for TV recommendations or something?"

"I could probably find somebody but that's work too."

"Well, they'll kill me if I make the news by taking you to the theatre wings-and-all so it's not gonna be that."

"Dang. Look, you let me talk, so I kinda like you, but I don't work for free."

"Well, you can take your chances on how good I am in bed or you can get some theatre recommendations or you can think of something else that doesn't make the news and get me charged with treason."

"Does this planet do decent theater recordings?"

"You could make one and see if it's up to your standards? I think they're pretty good."

She reads her binding over to see if she can do that.

She can make things in her circle which don't affect things outside her circle for the purpose of coming to a deal.

"You gonna suggest something?"

He suggests something.

She makes a copy and watches a bit.