The Grand High Priestess of Sarenrae, having reached a lull in her casting, approaches. "Erased your memory and sold your soul to Dispater for 15 Wishes, hm. Young man, I congratulate you on having somehow found, somewhere in all of Golarion, a woman to date who is even higher in drama than you."
She kicks both of them out of her demiplane without giving them a chance to respond.