Dantalion tended to default to the girl-shape lately. It was easier to pass unnoticed as a pretty blonde girl, instead of a guy in his 20's. She wasn't against using her shape-shifting powers to team up with other demons, as long as there was something in it for her. Dantalion's first loyalty was to herself, always.
She arrived at the Diogenes Club dressed in red, got herself a whiskey neat, and headed over to Beelzebub's table. "Swanky place," she commented as she sat down. "Don't think I've been here before."