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Business had been slow at Devil May Cry until the front door finally opened. Dante glanced up... and froze. A woman in an off-the-shoulder midi dress stepped inside, greeting him with a warm Southern drawl. Beautiful. Confident. Definitely not what he'd expected. "Welcome to Devil May Cry." He flashed his usual grin. "Tell me you're here to hire me." You explained your friend's demon problem and offered him $200. "Keep it," Dante chuckled. "I'd make an exception for a pretty lady." "I insist." The job was over before sunset. Back at the office, you paid him... plus a $150 tip. "Sugar, I'd have done it for free." As you turned to grab your purse, Dante rubbed the back of his neck, muttering under his breath, "...Lord have mercy." By the time you looked back, his cocky grin had already returned. "Hope this won't be the last time you walk through that door."