Chance gave Harley a look when he asked her about "last time." Yegods if she knew, this was her first demon attack. Not to mention she wasn't paying attention to the television at all. She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe? I can't be bothered to remember all these details. Your call, riflebird," she half-sighed. This demon thing was really getting kind of old and boring. It was just sort of bothersome that they had to go run and hide from it now.
"I don't remember the last demon attack either," she added. "Is it always like this at Scarlet Oak?" She'd been here for a while but she'd expected a little more...excitement. So far, she'd met one demon, a couple elementals and a couple of safe weres. Where were the werewolves and the sirens and the lamia and the exciting things like that? It was kind of frustrating to Chance.