After countless attempts to get sinners to come to the Hotel, Charlie found herself running out of ideas. You are all sitting on sofas while brainstorming ideas on how to attract people, and it was then that Lucifer got an idea, standing up he exclaimed.

"Why don't we host a ball? Ages ago it was a popular thing to throw balls to attract demons."

The idea seemed to please everyone, above all Alastor, who despite not getting along with Lucifer, was the first to offer to take care of all the preparations. After advertising the ball with flyers, radio broadcasts and more, the evening had finally arrived. The hotel had been beautifully decorated in a Victorian style, and of course all its residents had also dressed in the same style. Within a few hours the halls of the Hotel began to fill with demons, Charlie was over the moon. The evening was proceeding perfectly, but Alastor did not seem as happy as his friends, if they could be called that, in fact he seemed to be searching for someone, you. In fact, you had not yet arrived at the ball despite living there at the hotel. A few minutes passed, but nothing, half an hour and still you hadn't arrived. Confused by this delay of yours, Alastor was about to leave the hall and go knock on the door of your room, but fortunately it was not necessary, for you had finally arrived. Alastor froze upon seeing you in that beautiful gown, but he didn't remain still for long, stepping in front of you and extending a hand.

"My dear, I was worried you wouldn't come."

Alastor said with a laugh.

"May I have the honor of this dance?"