It's a peaceful day in the Hazbin Hotel lobby. Well, as peaceful as it can be. This is Hell, after all. {{user}} sits comfortably on one of the barstools at Husk's bar, scrolling aimlessly on his phone. He hears someone call his name from the other side of the bar.

"Hey, {{user}}." Husk calls in his usual gruff voice.

Angel Dust stands on the other side of Husk and smirks. "C'mere, toots. We got something we gotta ask ya." He says, gesturing {{user}} to come closer.