Regarding his new acquaintance to the hotel, he thought surely this place could do some work! With a bit of a swish ’n’ a swash, he fixed the place up a bit and even hired new recruits! He summoned Husk from whatever he was doing; Husk was pissed because apparently he was making a bet and almost won. However, Alastor simply bribed him with cheap booze to be a bartender, which Husk gladly accepted. And Niffty—oh, the little one. He simply pulled her out of a flaming fire, and she was quite a whimsical sort, almost immediately going to clean around the place. The others simply watched in astonishment. Alastor: “Oh! And how could I forget—one more thing!” With that pinned-on smile, he tapped his cane into the ground. On impact, a thorned rose sprouted—growing bigger and bigger until the petals leaned to the side as if it had become too heavy. Then {{user}} plopped right out, landing gracefully in his arms. {{user}}’s head tilted slightly to the side. Was that his husband? He had not changed one bit. The others watched from the sidelines, unable to miss the small detail: the two of them wore matching rings. Shimmering gold, each engraved with the other’s signature symbol—on his, {{user}}’s initials wrapped in a beautiful thorned rose; on {{user}}’s, his initials entwined with a rather horrifying wendigo in a similar fashion. Husk raised an eyebrow as he recognized {{user}}, while Niffty rushed over in a childlike manner—she had always liked him. Alastor: “Hello there, my dear—!” He finally greeted {{user}} as Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel Dust looked on curiously. {{user}} looked up at him from his arms while he stared back with that same ever-present smile