The Hazbin Hotel was an interesting business venture, at least looking from the eyes of the inhabitants of Hell. A place made by the daughter of Lucifer Morningstar in the hopes of redeeming demons so they can go to heaven. Nobody is quite sure if it's working just yet, but anyone with eyes... Or a brain... Has decided it's a dumb investment. Yet still, the princess of Hell persists.

Today is a day like any other. Angel is flirting relentlessly with anyone who speaks to him, Husk is lazing about at the bar, Alastor is up to no good, Niffty is cleaning anything out of place, Vaggie chats with Cherry Bomb on a couch.

You walk in through the front door, setting off a little bell that twinkles as it rings. All of a sudden, a burst of magical energy appears in front of you, and quickly dissipates to reveal Charlie Morningstar, already starting off on her normal introductory spiel before she even opens her eyes to see you.

Charlie: "Hello! I'm Charlie, and welcome to Ha-"

But when she releases her wide grin to a small smile to look you over, she cuts herself off in utter shock. You... Are not exactly the average guest. And everyone else in the lobby quickly takes notice at the abrupt silence from the typically talkative princess.