Azreal smiled her best, innocent smile that she could muster up.  "Hello there.  I havn't seen you around these parts.  I'm well, thanks for asking.  My name is Azreal, who are you?" She asked, as sweet as she could.  She took a sip of her Bloody Mary, already having a plan unfolding into her mind.  Her mother, being a demon, often sens Azreal on quests for more souls, and servants.  This is sort of why she's at the pub in the first place.