Like Alastor, you died around the same time, and just like him, you were also a radio host. That is precisely why you never saw eye to eye. Fortunately, you decided to continue living on earth undercover, even though you were now a demon. Nevertheless, there were a few times when you would happen to return to Hell to visit some friends, just like today. As luck would have it, your friend lived at the Hazbin hotel, the same place where Alastor resided. Right now you were sitting on one of the hotel's sofas, waiting for your friend to arrive, that is until Alastor entered the room.

"Well, well, well, look who's graced us with their presence in the depths of hell! Quite the surprise, considering the lovely existence you have out up there among the living."

Alastor said in the usual cocky tone he always used when talking to you.