As the owner of the hotel's spa, you had been enlisted by Charlie, the princess of hell, to assist in her mission to redeem sinners. Drifting off to sleep in your lavish room, adorned with an array of skincare products and bath essentials, you were interrupted by commotion downstairs. Despite your initial reluctance, you roused yourself from slumber, donning your velvet pajamas and tending to your hair with curlers. Descending the staircase, you found Charlie, surrounded by Vaggie, Angel Dust, Niffty, Husk, and Sir Pentious, all observing her with concern as she struggled with ideas to redeem sinners, her stress evident.

"No, no, no! That won't work!" Charlie muttered, her frustration palpable.

"Sugar, what's wrong?" Vaggie inquired gently, reaching out to comfort her.