George spots me watching them

"Isn't it cold out there in the rain? This is no time for inspecting the rose garden. Please, join us." The young man's voice and his words were kind, but I was taken aback by his poise. I expected him to think I was Battler based on my profile, but it was like he already knew I was a stranger before he saw me...

Ha ha... Well, I guess it's time for this demon to reveal himself. I've always wanted to do one of these vaguely flashy intros. Greetings, Ushiromiya George. Greetings, Shannon. I am Hip, servant of the witch, one of the earls of Hell. I didn't make up a ranking, because what if he asked again and I forgot it? I'd look like an idiot. To end my introduction, I gave a stately bow, the type I'd seen Beatrice's butler demon, Ronove, do before.

"I can see that you're soaked, Hip. You should head inside and find one of the servants. They'll help you towel off."

Now I knew he was messing with me. Cocky shit... I mean. Ahem. I love George, of course. He didn't seem to feel threatened, even seeing a stranger standing before him on this eerie, increasingly stormy night.

Shannon was standing behind him, looking confused. There wasn't much else to say about her at the moment. Why do I feel like I've entered a George story instead of a Shannon one? I'm not here to hunt this ikemen bastard...

Who, let it be known, I love, despite these occasional outbursts.