Ron and demon!Steph! - Fighting, bad exorcisms, and accidental fires!
The demon's head turned quickly when she heard a particular British accent. It wasn't one she'd heard in person before, but it was a pretty common one in Stephanie's recent memories. And there he was, standing there, clearly freaking out, in all his ginger... what was the opposite of glory?
"I'm glad someone realizes that. Seems like the rest of your little group thinks you guys have a chance." She turned then, breaking off from Mr. Lightning and Friend and moved a couple of steps closer to Ron, smirking wickedly the entire time.
"Gotta say though, I was hoping you would show up. You seem like a fun one to break. And put your wand down already," as she said that last part she rolled her eyes, then let them go back to Stephanie's normal color, even adding in a sweet smile instead of the smirk that she'd had since arriving at the complex. And why shouldn't she? The demon figured that looking like Stephanie would be the best way to get to him. "You wouldn't want to hurt your wife, would you?"