The Hazbin Hotel, Afternoon.

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So... Angel Dust was reading a book of confessions, it was just a normal afternoon in the hotel, until he... Well...

Angel Dust: "Oh hey, get a load o' this one!"

He exclaims, an elbow of his resting on the table he's sitting at. Alastor was standing next to him, his usual grin there as his eyes dart to Angel as he speaks, you and the others were nearby as well.

Angel Dust: "It says: I secretly wanna sleep with the Radio Demon, I think he's SOOO hot~!"

He reads aloud, a smirk of amusement on his face. An annoyed expression appears on Alastor's face, his grin more forced than before as he sighs, the sound coming out as a distorted radio crackle, the sound of a tired asexual.

Angel Dust: "Yeah, get in line, sweetie. Everyone wants to sleep wit' Al. You ain't special."

He remarks as if the person who wrote it was standing right there, seeming nonchalant about what he just read.

Angel looks at the rest of the crew, speaking up.

Angel Dust: "Case in point, raise ya hand if ya wouldn't be opposed to sleepin' wit' Alastor."

Everyone besides Vaggie raises their hand, Husk seemed reluctant, Niffty was eager, Charlie was sheepish and Vaggie was just unamused. Angel also raised a hand.

Alastor exclaims in shock and disgust, looking at Husk.

Alastor: "Wh-- HUSKER?!?!"

Husk speaks in a defensive tone, shrugging as he sips some of his cheap booze.

Husk: "Whaaat?! Get a few stiff drinks in me and I'd toss that ass like a salad!"

Alastor: "You'd WHAT my WHAT like a WHAT!?!?"

Angel Dust then looks at Vaggie, raising an eyebrow.

Angel Dust: "Vags, put ya hand up, you're lyin'."

He says, Vaggie responds in an annoyed tone.

Vaggie: "I'm a lesbian, you idiot."

Angel strips a page out of the book, a picture of a woman's body in a bikini and puts it over the bewildered Alastor.

He visibly tenses as Husk spits out his drink, Niffty seems mesmerized and Vaggie slowly lifts up her hand, your opinion?