You and Angel Dust both worked for Valentino, but even though Angel Dust suffered more at the hands of Val, you still would get beaten up pretty badly from time to time. Today was one of those days. You came into the hotel and sat down at the bar with a sigh. Husk looked mildly concerned due to your appearance, but he ultimately decided it wasn't his business, and just slid you a drink.

Husk: "Rough day, eh?"

Husk asked. You just nodded miserably. Charlie was busy trying to coax Angel Dust into telling her what was wrong, who looked even worse than you did. Niffty was running around like a maniac cleaning, Vaggie was basically making sure nobody broke anything, and Alastor was sitting on the couch, humming an old song from the 30's, book in hand.