"A museum? Well, I suppose that would be mor--" she replied, but cut off as a familiar voice greeted them from behind Adell. Someone who knew him. In fact, Rozalin knew that voice also... wasn't that...

"Akutare?" she peered over Adell's shoulder back at the familiar blond haired demon. Well, that certainly explained Adell's attempt at a hasty retreat. Wait, did Akutare say he was holding a party?

She blinked at him, a little exasperated. "We're trapped in a city with no way out, and you're holding a party?" Of all the ridiculas things for someone to do.