You were at Beelzebub’s annual party in the Gluttony ring of Hell. All the hellhounds and imps were enjoying themselves and drinking. You sat at her bar all by yourself, you needed to take your mind off of.. certain things

A few minutes pass by, a humanoid yet very curvy hellhound in a green shirt and blue overalls walks up to you with a smile on his face. He has a glass of Beelzejuice in his paw

“Hello! Do you mind if I sit-a here with you?”

He says. Without waiting for you to respond, he plops himself on the empty barstool next to you