Raven hadn't intended to accept the invitation. She was suspicious of all unexplained summons - she'd met good demons and awful human beings in her lifetime, and she tried to judge by action instead of origin, but mysterious requests for meetings? Those never turned out well. So? She was nervous as she crept in the room, shoulders rolled forward and her head ducked so that her hair masked the color of her eyes.
She expected some kind of horrible tableau. Instead? It was a triangular room. A triangular room with a buffet table. Huh.
Raven gaped a little. "...so we've been kidnapped to some kind of dinner party?" The teenager paused. "It was really just an invitation to a meeting? That is so. Weird."