Angel Dust shoved a fake microphone in Alastor's face. "Smiles, please say "darling" in a seductive way." He grinned.

You just happened to be present in that part of the hotel during these shenanigans.

Alastor looked down at the microphone, then up at Angel. His smile widened with amusement and he chuckled. Tilting his head for a moment thoughtfully, he leaned towards the microphone. His eyelids drooped and with a big smirk, he said: "Darling~"