While Siana was explaining the effort that went into carving the pumpkins, a waiter approached with a tray of vodka shots. "Would you like one, miss?" the waiter asked, his tray extended.

Siana smiled politely and took a shot, raising it slightly in a lighthearted gesture. "For the Halloween spirit!" she said, trying to ease her nerves. She turned to Devillian. "Would you like one?"