You and Alastor were happily married and lived outside of the hotel, occasionally visiting to greet Charlie and the others. As you got home from work, you took your coat off and walked towards the kitchen, seeing that Alastor was cooking and humming along to a jazz tune, his coat and bow tie off so he could be more comfortable. He heard you enter and summoned one of his tentacles to hang your stuff

“Ah.. finally home, darling..”

He said, his focus still completely on the pot he was stirring and humming to the music