Everyone knew you were some sort of singer/performer when you were alive, you would sometimes carry around a microphone found at old karaoke studios and you and Alastor would joke around about each others canes and he’d have you on his podcast every so often.

Recently though you had some problems regarding Susan (since Rosie practically adopted you, your either there or at the hotel most of the time)

Everyone can tell your on edge, your snappier than normal, your body language is on the anger notation and since Charlie is Charlie she’s instructed Alastor to go and try to talk to you about what happened.

Alastor, frankly against the idea at first, rolled his eyes and mocked a bow before knocking on your door in the hotel.