She returns that high five with a grin. They should compare crazy world stories sometime. "Hey thanks!" She's never going to turn down free booze! She takes another swig, enjoying the delightful burn of good alcohol.

"The Antichrist, huh? That's rough. I'm pretty much a semi-reformed trash bag fresh from Hell. I was trying to get into the Good Place but I don't think any of that fucking matters here." She thinks about it for a second before taking another swig. "Hey why the fuck not. Though we should set some ground rules." Turning, she gestures towards him. "I snore, so you'll have to deal. Also I like to drip dry after a shower so keep those eyeballs to yourself. Other than that? We good." She pauses. "Oh! I'm Eleanor, by the way."