Frankie/Jason
Jason shrugged. "Mine also aren't as obvious as yours. Water's not the issue. Silver and religious grounds are." That was one of the many things that sucked about what he was. He may have gotten strengths from both races, but he'd also inherited weaknesses from both. Church and silver were strictly off limits.
Glancing around, checking out who else was at the party, Jason noticed a girl getting a ride in piggy-back style on a blond buff guy. They were both giggling and carrying on. Looking like they were having a good time. He recognized the demon from talking to her a bit. Cassie. But who was the guy? "Hey, do you know who they are?" Jason pointed them out to Frankie.