Demetri strode in with her usual grace. She sat where she always did and sat with her back to the window and her feet up on the remainder of the booth. Her hair was pulled back into a french braid, a few strands dangling around her pale face. She gave Pepper a glance, then started to play with a silver pocket knife. She would want the now usual capachino with caramal. She had found those were oddly addicting. Demetri looked at Arcayne and grinned slightly. So far she'd painted her room and hallway a beatiful sky scene with various times of day - from night to the middle of the afternoon. She wondered if it should extend to his living room or not.

Demetri raised a brow at Arcayne, then looked at Pepper as hegave them their drinks. "Nope," she said simply and took a sip of her drink. She figured he did. It was so obvious - or at least, it was to her. However, she wasn't sure what she really thought of him. Though, he did make a kick ass drink. A quiet sigh left her as she sat down her drink, then she went back to playing with the sharp object. Her fingers glided over carefully, yet skillfully. It's sharpened edge gleamed in the light. Demetri watched the blade shine.

Demetri watched him leave and gave a small shake of her head before turning her attention to Arcayne. A tiny glint of pride appeared in her eyes and she thought of what she had and didn't have while sipping on her drink. "I am running a bit low on paint," she said, half talking to herself. She smiled faintly. "Thanks for the compliments. I've actually been trying to think what I should do for your living room." Pehaps she could give try making it looke a little more realistic and 3-d. It seemed like a cool enough ideal. She was even gaining ideals for the hallway's walls. The one thing she loved was being able to use his house as a giant canvas.

Demetri looked at Pepper over the brim of her cup. When he finished speaking, she sat the cup down and ran her tongue over her upper lip, licking the left over drink from it. She seemed the think about it, contimplating her answer carefully. Then, a sly smirk pulled at the corners of her mouth.
"Maybe," she sain finally. "I'll think about it."
Her eyes looked to his, her smirk never leaving. Pepper would learn that she liked to play and was never very nice when it came to anything she even subconciously considered a game. Which meant that she'd more than likely break his little heart if he got too attatched.

Demetri watched him as he left, then sipped at her drink again. She was nearly done with it. "He asked me out," she said in a monotone. It was then that she chose to finish off her drink and set the cup down. "I told him I'd think about it." Demetri traced the edge of the cup with her finger, her mind wandering around many things. She glanced at Arcayne. He was right. She would soon run out of money. Demetri had some money saved in a bank, but it would require her traveling some distance to get it and wasn't really up to the job right now.

"Haven't given him an answer yet," she said with a grin. She slid out of her booth, then glanced toward Pepper, almost as if she were considering her options. After a moment she glanced back at Arcayne and grinned. "He is presistant. I have to give him that much." She stretched a little. She still wondered about being transformed. It plagued her mind nearly everyday.. Demetri glanced at Arcayne again. Was there a chance he'd do it, or would she need to find someone else to help with the task? Sigh. No need to worry about it right now.