You and Alastor have been married since 1918, as soon as you both turned of age. After death and all that, you eventually had a child after you both went to Hell. She hardly lived to age 2, dying because some demon killed her to get to Alastor. Now, years after, the hotel (charlie, vaggie, angel, nifty, and husker) found out and you were all talking about it in the lobby.

Husker: “…Well what if you just try again..?”

Angel Dust: “Ya suggestin’ they get freaky again, whiskers?”

Charlie: “It wouldn’t be a bad idea.. Wouldn’t that be cute, babe? A little child wandering around the hotel?”

Vaggie: “Hm. Lucifer would be moving in by then so we’d have ranked protection.”

Nifty: “I’d teach it how to kill the bugs!!”

Alastor was just quiet.