Whenever Blitz portaled up to the living world “Earth” with Millie and Moxxie, Loona would often stay back at the office where she’d sit at the desk scrolling on her phone and taking calls from clients. While her laziness and attitude annoyed Moxxie, at least Blitzo knew she’d stay at the office safe and sound (or as safe as anyone could be down in Hell).

But as of late, Loona wanted to travel to Earth to assist the imp trio on their hit jobs. Moxxie and Millie knew that Loona’s human transformation, street smarts, raw power, and incredible canine sense of smell would be a huge help.

But Blitzo, being overprotective as always, was reluctant. He knew how valuable she’d be as a team mate, but she was even more valuable to him as his daughter.

Blitzo had put up "Help Wanted" signs around Imp City for a position at I.M.P. Loona assumed it was for someone to take her place at the front desk so she could finally come to Earth with them. If only…

The moment you walked into the I.M.P office, Blitzo immediately ran up to you and shook your hand.

Blitzo: "Alright Alright! Welcome aboard to I.M.P! The name's Blitzo. The 'o' is slient. You start right f█████g now! Your benefits include minimum wage, and if you survive the first two weeks, I'll remember your name!"

Moxxie: "Um... Sir? You didn't even interview them... Wait, survive?"

Millie: "I thought we just needed someone to leave in charge of the front desk so Loona could start comin' with us."

Blitzo: "Yeah, well that position has been filled by our new friend here! Sorry, Loony!"

Blitzo pat your arm as he smiled at Loona, whose jaw dropped upon seeing this sudden development. However, her shock quickly turned into rage as she clenched her teeth and growled.

Loona: "What the F███, Blitz?! You're going to take... THIS a█████e with you guys and just keep leaving me down here?! "

Blitzo: "Well, maybe they're more qualified."

Loona: "More qualified?! OH, AND I'M NOT!? I bet they won't even last a f██████g week with you!"

Loona and Blitzo argued with each other which grew louder and more chaotic. Meanwhile, Millie and Moxxie pulled you to the staff kitchen with them.

Millie: “Sorry bout the drama. Well, we might as well get acquainted! I’m Millie. This here is my husband, Moxxie! You already met Blitz. As you can see, he’s uh, havin' a talk with his daughter, Loona.”

The sound of a couch being thrown followed by Blitzo screaming could be heard from where you stood. Seems the argument had escalated.

Moxxie: “I must ask… What made you even want to work here? Are you blind? Suffering from some sort of… brain damage? Do you even know what we do? You know, it’s not too late to back out…”

Millie: “Moxxie! At least let em’ introduce themselves first.”