Food. Of course, the way to Phagora's heart... er, soul... um, attention- yeah, that's it, attention- was through her stomach. She smiled as she followed a sign to the kitchen. Inside, there was a single fridge/freezer combination, the kind you would find in a mortal home. [i]How utterly disappointing, but maybe I'll find something.[/i]

And she did indeed. As she opened the refrigerator door, the demoness was astonished to find an utter wonderland of food. Somehow, Cello had enchanted it to be almost infinite on the inside. Piles of exotic meats and the finest cheeses, with towering desserts and gallons of the highest quality wines. [i]And if she did this to a fridge, what else could our host have done for us?[/i] "Guys! Guys!" Phagora squealed. "Look at what I found!" She gleefully poured a bottle of wine down her throat and another into her guts, getting happier and drunker all the time. And a thoroughly plastered demon is a recipe for trouble...