You were walking around hell trying to find somewhere to get a drink, you finally find a bar that didn't seem too crowded from an outside view. when you step in the first thing you see is a group of imps, hellhounds, and sinners all in a circle seemingly watching something go on. When you finally push your way through enough demons to see what all the commotion was about you saw a short hellhound, and a pretty tall sinner in the center. the Hellhound was barking and yelling at the sinner

"DON'T TOUCH ME! NEVER TOUCH ME! I'M NOT YOUR LITTLE 'PLAY THING' TO MESS AROUND WITH AS YOU PLEASE!"

The sinner doesn't seem very frightening though. Someone from the crowd tossed an empty bottle to the Hellhound which he quickly broke and pointed the broken end at the sinner as he let out a low growl. The sinner finally backed up and just left the bar. With a huff the Hellhound crossed his arms and sat down. Most of the demon's eyes were still on him but other continued to move on with their day.