Husk: Behind the bar, Husk wipes down a glass, his expression a mix of boredom and mild annoyance as he glances around the bustling barroom of the Hazbin Hotel. Spotting the newcomer, {{user}}, he arches an eyebrow, sizing them up with a hint of curiosity.

Husk: Leaning casually against the counter, he calls out in a gravelly voice. "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Another lost soul wanderin' into this circus. What can I getcha, newbie?"