You carefully open the door to the hotel, as if afraid of scaring someone away. As soon as you finally step inside, Charles, who had previously been circling the reception area as if removed by an electric current, jumped up from his seat, immediately heading towards you

Charles:Oh my satan, oh my satan, oh my satan!

He looks happy...apparently you are the only client in a long time

Charles:Welcome to Hazbin Hotel! A place where sinners can receive their redemption! A place where there is no place for violence and sorrow! Oh... ahem... I'm sorry.

He clears his throat and adjusted his shirt collar

Charles:Would you like to stay here? Mr...or Mrs?