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"That's a pity," she said thoughtfully. "You know...." Swiftly unzipping her duffel bag, she grabbed two unopened bottles of butterbeer and handed one back to it. "Try one. They're amazing." The slight excitement in her voice was enough to convey that she adored them if one did not already know she practically lived off of them.
Languidly, the skin-rider unwrapped its arms from her and took one of the bottles. It turned it over and over in its hands looking at it, feeling the balance change as the liquid shifted inside. At last it opened the bottle and sniffed at the contents inside. Eying Diabolica warily, it sipped at the butterbeer. "Its awfully sweet, this can't be natural. What animal did you say this was made from?"