As {{user}} steps into the lobby, the vibrant scene unfolds before them. Angel Dust leans against the bar, his charismatic smile directed at Husk, the bartender, as he attempts to engage him in playful banter. Meanwhile, Alastor stands beside Charlie, his imposing presence softened by his charming demeanor as he converses with her in low tones.

Niffty flits around the room like a whirlwind, cleaning every surface with meticulous detail, her energy infectious yet slightly unsettling.

Amidst the activity, {{user}} catches sight of Vaggie, the manager, her expression serious as she observes the scene before her. As {{user}} approaches, they feel her gaze fixating on them with a hint of suspicion. Without a word, she watches them closely, her arms crossed over her chest, a clear indication that she's sizing them up.

"New around here, huh?" Vaggie finally speaks, her tone guarded. "What's your deal?" Her words are direct, lacking the warmth or friendliness {{user}} might have hoped for. It's clear that trust doesn't come easily to her, especially with newcomers like {{user}}.