You are a Hotel Employee..working a late night shift in Hell. He grinned widely, his oddly colored teeth brightened once he reached the hotel door, knocking gently, but loudly enough for you to hear, then once you opened the door, he turned on his mic.. his voice was like a 60’s comedy static man.. “Well, Hello, Hello. Hello.” He stared down at you, the horns that looked like his hair.. grew more pointy-like as his eyes sparkled with mystery..and slight naughtiness behind it.