Isis just rolled her eyes at the vampire with the chip on her shoulder, she was not to be one to anger that was for sure. No Isis turned her focus on the siren, the singer that wanted to drown men, now that was someone to partner with.<br/><br/>She sauntered over to Leith and smiled, "Seems like you and I have a lot in common. We should talk, I am sure we can strike some kind of bargain if indeed a hero or two comes our way. What do you say, interested?" Isis stood there with her rose in one hand, her whip in the other, wondering of the demon would indeed agree or slam her against the walls and tell her to shove off. One could never tell what another demon might have panned.