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"No, not chocolate. Butterscotch." Diabolica nodded, taking yet another swig. She poked him in the shoulder, grinning. "Oh, don't sound so grumpy about it. Accept your newfound love of butterbeer!"
The skin-rider flashed a toothy grin before taking large swing of the butterbeer followed by tilting it upward and draining the entire contents of the bottle. Dropping the bottle to the ground it flexed it fingers tensely, a strange look coming over its features. A single quick stride carries it to the closest planter as it parbreaks into the flowers.