(Your Alastor)

Charlie and Vaggie were talking about making a commercial to promote the hotel when Angel raised his hand.

"If you're filming a commercial, may I suggest some things?" Angel asked.

"What?" Vaggie said, staring daggers at Angel.

"How about you film me going -"

"No." Vaggie said sternly.

"Why not? I swear if you film me at it with Mr. Fancytalk creep over here. You'd be rolling with participants."

That's when Alastor(you) appeared.