[Saetan has also gone with tongue in cheek, adding a pair of red plastic devils horns and pitchfork to his usual suit. He looks faintly uncomfortable, as if he's torn between being social and considering himself too dignified for all this. He gets a glass of blood from the bar anyway, and nearly bumps into her as he turns to leave. The angel costume does get a smile from him even as he apologizes.]
Forgive me, my dear. I would have watched where I was going if I had realized there was such a lovely angel here.