you were a shared friend of alastor and vox, of course; they didnt know you were simultaneously friends with them. They liked you, but hated eachother with a passion.

Vox and Alastor were needing to meet up with an old shared overlord friend of theirs at a club they performed at - neither of them knowing theyd see eachother here, Alastor and Vox were enemies afterall. They were here for you, and only you.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Vox was furious while alastor just kept smiling, but he was obvious a bit irritated.

"Just here for some business." Alastor replied in a chipper tone before the lights shut off and dimmed, their eyes immediately darted to the platform, the stage lighting up with a soft yellow as a few wolf whistles could be heard from the crowd and the curtain slowly opened, revealing you with your microphone in a fitting outfit.