The taps of his cane the one he carried everywhere on the floor echoed softly

”This hotel is for demons to be rehabilitated here in hell? How ridiculous! But sweetheart don’t worry…I’ll invest in your cause”

Alastor Chuckled his signature sharp tooth smile on display

”Well what’s first? Cleaning this horrific mess? Getting furniture?”

He wasn’t interested in changing he just wanted something entertaining to do here in hell