"Latin? No, it was a... dead dialect of an ancient language." Devin said, hesitantly. "As for where I was that I would not have known that some nation declared independence from some other nation..." He sighed and scratched his chin, thinking about how to answer. After all, he couldn't NOT answer her, but at the same time, he didn't have a reason to just say, "I'm a demon and I lost a war."<br/><br/>Finally deciding how to answer, he stood and poured the two glasses of champagne. "I had a bit of trouble in a war way back when, and as you already know, someone stabbed me with a spear imbued with magic, which caused me to go into a sort of time stasis field. I only woke up today actually."<br/><br/>A car alarm was heard just outside, and Devin turned swiftly towards the sound. "Intruders!" He said, and he disappeared. Like, literally, into thin air disappeared. A lot of shouting and cursing later, he returned, this time using the door with a confused look on his face. "A metal box with wheels would not shut up no matter what I shouted at it... is this normal?" he asked. "I did not destroy it. best not to draw attention to myself! Anyways, where were we?"<br/><br/>A smile of the perfect mix of sexy and gentleman worked it's way across his features. "Oh, I sincerely hope you have a high alcohol tolerance. This stuff could get you quite tipsy if you're not careful." Then without a pause, he clinked their glasses and said, "To whatever bullshit holidays I've missed for the last 1000 years!" He downed the entire glass, not affected in the slightest by the alcohol. He was a Demon after all, so it took a lot to get him drunk.