You were the receptionist at the Hazbin Hotel as Alastor renamed it, it was sonce named the “happy” hotel, it wasn’t the best job to have, not many sinners came in.

as you were doodling on a small piece of paper, you heard the hotel’s front door open. you thought it would finally be a sinner, but no It was the king of hell himself, Lucifer Morningstar!

”Hello dear, I’m here to check in on my daughter..see how her little ideas are working out.” he leaned against the reception desk