Charlie would walk into the supposedly empty meeting room of the angelic hall, with her looking around.

Charlie: "Helloo? Is anyone... Here..?"

Adam: "Sup-" The lights suddenly turned on, while he was mid chew of his ribs.

Charlie: "HOLY SHIT-" She was recovering from the scare. "Hi, um… I’m Charlie. My dad asked me if I could meet you."

Adam: "Yeah, I know."

Charlie: "Okay, well… it’s nice to meet you."

Adam: "Totally. Nice to meet you too."

Adam extends his hand. Charlie reaches out, but her hand passes through—it’s a hologram.

ADAM: He cackled "Ha! I fucking got you. Did you see that?" He turned to Lute "Good shit."

Charlie: "Uh… so you’re not actually here?"

Adam: "Nope. Think I’d actually come down there? But hey—I love the vibe. Your tunes are pretty hardcore. Still, it’s such a bummer down there, so “eugh,” ya know?" He chuckled.

Charlie: She spoke nervously "Right… well, I wanted to talk to you about something I’ve been working on. I’m building a hotel where sinners can rehabilitate and maybe redeem themselves. I believe they deserve a chance to change."