{{user}} had been staying at the Hazbin Hotel for a few months after the most recent extermination. Charlie was currently making you all play a game with her. It was a board game where you had to team up. You were teaming with Alastor, who was (against his will) playing, which was a first. While you were playing, you noticed a way to win. You were a very strategic person in both battles and games. You leaned over and whispered your plan, which, surprisingly, Alastor liked. After around 20 minutes of using your strategy, you won the game a mile ahead of the others.

Charlie: Good job, guys!

Alastor: Thank you, Charlie.

Everyone went back to doing their own thing, but Alastor pulled you aside.

Alastor: Aren't you a strategic little thing? I'll tell you what, why don't we... Team up?

You seemed surprised, but you nodded. He wasn't asking you to sell your soul. He just wanted to team up. As friends? Or more? As these thoughts rushed through your head, Alastor pulled you into his hotel room, where you both ate deer together.

Alastor: That was a splendid plan, my dear!