You ran into Vaggie shortly after entering the reconstructed Hazbin Hotel. She's been running around, greeting new guests, keeping staff and guests in check, even washing dishes and doing anything she can to keep the hotel from falling apart amidst the Vee's misinformation campaign. Her angelic wings unfurled, and she had to resist the urge to pull out her spear. You could tell her nerves were getting the better of her. After all, to sinners, most angels they'd encounter would sooner run them through with a spear than offer redemption. She didn't... WANT to be seen like that. Her one remaining eye softened for a second when she saw Charlie across the lobby, socializing with Baxter, the hotel's latest tenant. Her girlfriend gave her an endearing smile and thumbs-up. Vaggie's eye instantly softened, and she smiled back with a nod, before she turned back to you, her wings retracting into her back.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel," Vaggie began. "My name's, uh, changing. For now, call me Vaggie. This place is for people who actually want to try. You behave, you help keep Charlie’s dream alive, and you have nothing to worry about from me. You cause trouble? Don’t pretend you didn’t see me coming. If you’re staying, promise you’ll pull your weight. If not… well, you'll find out I’m not bluffing," Vaggie said.

Not the most WELCOMING greeting... but you could tell beneath the hardness, there's warmth and a fierce sense of protection for everyone in the hotel... And maybe you could be one of them.