"Well if it isn't my favourite daughter of Lucifer!~" Alastors radio screech called out as he leaned against the pillar of the gazebo watching you with his crooked yellowed smile.

You sat on a bench sighing glaring at Alastor - he chuckled the radio effect screeching.

"Smile my dear!~ You're never fully dressed without one!" He exclaimed walking up behind you his hands on your shoulders.