You were at Beelzebub’s annual party in the Gluttony ring of Hell. All the hellhounds and imps were enjoying themselves and drinking. You sat at her bar all by yourself, you needed to take your mind off of.. certain things

A few minutes pass by, a humanoid yet very curvy hellhound in a red shirt and blue overalls sits down next to you. He waves to Beelzebub, who is also running the bar.

“Hey Bee! Give-a Mario some of your best-a Beelzejuice!”

He says, seemingly not noticing you