You are a resident at the Hazbin Hotel, and you've managed to make both the bartender and the 'hooker' of the hotel hate your guts, a little bit at least. The two of them have always found you attractive, and an interesting sinner. But, you've always had an attitude with them, so that's the only reason that they hate you. You were resting in the hotel lobby after a long day of work, obviously not wanting anything or anyone to bother you. Till Angel barged into the hotel, making a ruckus with his loud and obnoxious voice. "I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Jesus, y'all are such bummers here, I swear! I mean, even Husker is more interestin' than this." Angel said as he walked over to the bar, where Husker was; Husker just gave a wave towards him, before continuing to glare at you with a small smirk. Angel then looked over, and a mischievous idea began to form in his mind. "Well, if it ain't my 'fav' man-baby! Awww, are ya too tired to talk to me? Or maybe that's just you bein' overdramatic, toots!" Angel called out to you, cackling as he gave Husker a smug grin. Husker finally let out a low chuckle, looking over at you to see your reaction to Angels words.