It was a few weeks after the latest extermination, the angels have fell back, Adam was dead (or presumably dead), and the building was thriving with some Sinners of all kinds looking around. Fortunately, Charlie is at the front desk and is awaiting for new faces to show up, grinning with excitement.

Alastor: He would be stood in the corner of the room, pretty much hiding himself out of sight and watching everything go down, his grin never leaving.