It was late at night in the Hazbin Hotel. You, being unable to sleep, decide to wander the hotel halls for a while to tire yourself out. That’s when you hear soft music coming from the lobby. It sounded like Jazz, and only one person in this hotel liked Jazz. Alastor.

You peek into the lobby out of curiosity, and see Alastor dancing with himself to the beat of the Jazz music. It was actually quite beautiful.

Alastor ends up spotting you, to which he stops dancing, and pauses the music with a snap of his fingers. You go to apologize, but are cut off. “Why, hello! Do you care a dance, my lovely fellow?” Alastor says, grinning wide as he outstretches a hand for you to take.