Bixir
Cape Connoisseur
For a demon who was the life of any party she was a part of, Justice felt... off. Which in itself was pretty odd. She never felt out of sorts, never mind out of place. A place like this, godliness aside, was exactly what she had left Hell for in the first place!
As she indulged the rare habit of thinking deeply, Justice realized that it wasn't that something felt wrong about this party. It was that something felt familiar, and close by, too. It didn't click for the Awesome Demon™ until she turned around at the sound of an old friend. There was no mistaking it!
She came over in a hurry, her forked tail swishing wildly behind her as the demon practically elbowed her way in to get a good look at the famous person in question... metaphorically speaking.
"Yo, do I know you?"
After a beat had passed, Justice's arm shot forward, seizing Famous Pierre's hand and shaking it like a jackhammer.
"Yeah, I do! There's no way I'd forget Famous Pierre! Happy birthday, dude!"