Alastra (Alastor) propped herself up against the wall next to the front desk silently. She crossed her legs, tapping the heel of her stilettos on the hardwood floor as classical music played on the speakers. She looked up from the floor as her eyes met yours.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, how can I assist you today..?"

She mutters out through her sharp teeth, seemingly forcing her smile. She was clearly bored of the job.