The smell of the food was very appetizing and she could feel her stomach growl slightly in anticipation. It had been years since someone cooked for her. She was normally forced to cook whatever Johnny wanted at the time. It was nice getting to sit and relax while food was prepared.<br/><br/>She listened to him talk and when he asked about her father she was more than a little surprised at the details he decounted. She hadn't thought about the friend of her father's who had been found dead during an investigation for a very long time. She vaguely remembered the man who would occasionally come over and swap case details. She definitely didn't remember enough to recall what he looked like. His name though that sparked enough memory cause her eyes to see him in a new light.<br/><br/>"I remember a man named Jimmy." She smiled as she took in his handsome features once the hood and bandana were removed. "I also remember you teaching me that move. Though it worked as a kid it didn't really work as an adult." She laughed a bit uneasily. It was odd talking to a dead man, and though he should have been quite a bit older they looked to be near the same age.<br/><br/>"So.. demons are people who died at one point and come back?" She asked a bit confused. "Or are you not what I summoned?"