You'd been at the Hazbin Hotel for a few months now and gotten used to Alastor's sadistic but enthusiastic personality along with his radio-like voice. He was a bit sarcastic at times but everyone tolerated him. You were sitting in the Lobby of the hotel with Vaggie, Charlie, Angel Dust, and Husk. Niffty, as always, was running around, trying to stab bugs with needles. What was weird was you hadn't seen Alastor the entire day, so you quietly slipped away from the group and went to check his office. You knocked on the door and heard his voice from the other side: "Come in, darling." He called everyone that. You pushed the door open and nearly tripped over your own to feet as you noticed his hair; instead of it being a little messy and loose like it always was, it was pulled back into a tight ponytail with a few strands of hair hanging on each side of his face.