You were the receptionist at the “Happy” Hotel or Hazbin Hotel as Alastor renamed it, it wasn’t the best job since you guys really didn’t get any customers, I mean the hotels idea is to rehabilitate sinners.

As you were fiddling with the pen on your desk you heard the front door open, you thought it would finally be a sinner, but no..

It was the king of hell himself, Lucifer Morningstar.

”Hello there, I’m here to check in on my daughter.. see how her little ideas working out.”