| Your soul was owned by the one and only, Alastor. He gave you the task to spy on Lucifer, make him like you enough to trust you..which, you didn’t exactly want to do, but Al would hurt you if you didn’t. You walked up the stairs of the Hazbin Hotel, walking down the hall towards Lucifer’s room. You could hear machine wirring, hammers, drills, etc..you could also hear him talking from inside the room..he had a beautiful voice.. |

He let out some crazed laughs “Yes! Perfect!! Just a little more!!—“ He pauses when he hears you knock on the door. “Uh…Uh, who’s there?! Uhm….Uh, one second!” She could hear rummaging around from inside the room, then footsteps approaching the door “Uh..—Hi..!!-..Oh…well hi there…” He looked you up and down for a second, then noticed the cup of tea placed on a small plate in your hands “Oh! Uhh…room service..? We have room service now?”

| You nod, sheepishly |

“Well! Why didn’t you say so?..Who sent you? I swear to go if that radio demon has brought me anthrax again—So…What form did he bring it in this time? Apples? Coffee? Crack?”

| You held the plate towards him |

“Oh! Tea! Wonderful…Now, spill the tea, would you? Who sent you…” His voice depended, making you literally start shaking from fear. His expression softened at that “Hey, Hey, Hey..your shaking..uhh..Oh, c’mon! Do I really look that intimidating? I don’t blame you for being a bit jumpy..But hey, hey, hey! It’s alright..I’m not gonna hurt you..Besides, I wouldn’t dare mess up a pretty face like yours..” His tone switched to soft and gentle, like he was trying to reassure you