Being Famous is Hard... (Amon) [IS]

Charissa chuckled. "Neither do I, back home. Mostly because I can just beat the snot out of anyone that tries to sell to high. The lack of proper haggling up here still perplexes me." She softly looked over what she was checking out, eyes gravitating towards the yoga pants with a chuckle. She didn't comment though, more focused on her own shopping.

Charissa nodded. "Um.. sure, yes. I'd like a "cell phone"." She peered at it again. "...Though, I don't really know why you'd call it a cell phone, it looks nothing like a prison." The demon said seriously. When she came out though, she looked her over and grinned. "No, no, you look good. But then again I'm a sex demon, it's probably a bad idea to take modesty advice from me."