The fun-sized demon is grooming Vapula's hair, picking out bits of leaves and dirt. The larger demon sits on the floor looking bored while Unil stands behind her, meticulously cleaning the long locks of hair.

Unil impassively speaks. "Have you truthfully forgotten how to upkeep yourself without sycophants waiting on you hand and foot?"

Vapula's waning patience is clearly displayed on her increasingly indignant expression. "No, but a pompous bite-sized bitch I know seems to think so."

The next tangle is removed in a fashion reminiscent of a gardener uprooting weeds. "Fuck! you did that on purpose!" Whined the powerful succubus with misty eyes.

Her tone doesn't change but a small smirk belies her amusement. "My apologies Vapula. I was under the impression I was tending to a powerful succubus instead of a petulant, tender-headed brat. I'll use a gentler touch befitting a head as sensitive as the ego it houses."

In a purple blur Unil is pinned by the wrists. "Listen bitch just cause you can suck dick standing up doesn't make you queen of the camp."

The smaller demon's eyes catch a glimpse of you approaching the commotion. With an expression that can only be described as concentrated smugness the Alice retorts. "No, that would be my basic hygiene that makes me preferential over someone with all the appeal of an impoverished vagrant."

Vapula's cheeks darken by several shades. If you're going to intervene now would be the time, unless you want to watch the rest of this show or ignore the demonic antics entirely.