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This woman was beating around the bush and it was kinda annoying. Especially if she was going to give up her daily life for this person.

"Awww what? But Weasel is so perfect! And I'd have to make another costume! Have you seen my costume? It's pretty hot!" What a jip! Never would there be another name that fit so perfectly. And her nemesis! She'd have to find another complimentary super hero! The world was cruel place.

"Well what kind of services will I have to be doing? I don't need gory details, but if I am going to serve you I would like ta know what I'm gonna have to do? Do I get to keep Grigsby?!" She didn't want to leave her snugglebear!

After a few moments, Mandy sat back in her chair and soaked it all in. She got to do what she loved, with new powers, and her sweet doggy by her side. Sounded pretty ******** awesome. ".... What kind of powers? As a Sin would I be immortal?" Well it couldn't hurt to ask, right? "Or once I finish my time or whatever, do these powers get taken away from me?"

"Ah..." Sooo immortality was a no. Or until another immortal kills here. Either way, no immortalness. But hey customizable abilities! Ooo la la!

She stared at Martel critically, her manicured fingers pulling at her bottom lip in habit. "Okay..... I'll do it. Is there like... a ritual involved or something?" God she better not have to go graveyard spelunking again.

Jesus Christ this girl was fast! Mandy didn't even have time to flinch back from the unusually tender touch. It was unnerving. But the wonderful surge of adrenaline did not last long as she soon began to feel tired. Extremely tired, like someone had just knocked her over the head with it. "Av--?" Ugh talking required too much work.

She heard the loud clicking of Grigsby's large claws across the floor and beckoned him with a weary flick of her wrist which he obediently sniffed. "No... No, I don't need help..." She wasn't some skinny knob-kneed little skankface who could barely lift a purse. She rose up on her own feet and sat right back down.

Oh good.

"Okay... Yeah I would.... uhh please..."

This time Mandy took it gratefully with two hands and pulled herself up with his seemingly infinite strength. Nice. "Uhh well... My house--" Was in Gambino. Kinda far. "Mr. Rofocale would prolly have me uhmm uhhhh... "Words! "... slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes half way there.......... No thanks... I'll jus' crash here..."

The young woman bear hugged Lucifuge's arm and waited to be dragged off with Grigsby. "After you, sir..."

Mandy felt a kind of 'whoosh' as he was picked up off the ground. "H-Hey......" She batted weakly at Lucifuge, her words not holding as much snap as they usually did. Maybe it was because of the yawn. "I dun..." need to be carried, but she lost her train of thought half way. She felt her fingertips brush across Grigsby's rough fur and finally stopped complaining.

Once Mr. Rofocale laid her in bed, she curled up in the sheets contently. "Niiigh'...." She yawned loudly, finding a comfortable position. Another weight shifted the mattress and a familiar tail flicked across her face as he sat to guard.

A few minutes of silence was broken by a groan from Mandy and she rolled onto her stomach, arching her back into a little ball. "My bra hurs..." She did her best to try and unhook the b***h but damnit she couldn't find the thingy-thing. "Grrriiggg...!"

"I'm not unhooking your bra...." As much as he liked her funbags, that was just crossing the line.

"Well .... mnmnn..." With a strong snap, the bra broke and she wriggled out, flinging them at the bear-dog who snarled and ran away. THe rest of the night was quiet.