FLASHBACK:
Earlier that day, more sinners looking for redemption lined up from the bend of Charlie's hotel to book for accomodation.
While some demons immediately went to Husk's bar for a drink, some were at the receptionist desk getting their room keys from the bellhop, Cherri Bomb.
"Alright there sunshine." she said in an Australian accent. "I'll just place you in Room 712 and your path to redemption shall begin."
She then tossed the room key to a piranha-like sinner with not only knives on his fins as fingers, before lifting the last of his luggage onto a trolley and handing it to Vaggie, who began pushing it up the ramp and through the corridors as he followed her.
Just then...
"Hello new friend!" Charlie suddenly appeared in front of the piranha with a toothy smile.
"Whoa! Your Highness!" he chuckled in a little surprise. "Kinda scared the shit outta me for a moment."
"Oh sorry sir, I can't help it. A hotelier's job." smiled Charlie some more, as the two started walking through the corridor together. "It's just so fun to finally see 'more' other demons here. I promise, we here will make your stay of redemption worth your while, if that's what you want."
"Ah, to be honest, I haven't felt a scene of kindness like this since ending up in this... here-hole to begin with." replied the piranha demon.
"...If you don't mind me asking; how did you end up in this here-hole?"
"Well, after my dad sold the remaining profits of our family's shut-down summer camp and turned it into a soda fountain, the camp's bratty kids that I went to school with ratted me and turned me into its booing stock." the sinner explained. "One day, while I was sitting where the camp was, they came to make fun of me more, until I locked them into its old shed of asbestos."
Charlie had a blank look on her face hearing all of this.
"The same shed that one of them hired three leprechauns to kill me in." he then finished. "No, no, imp! I meant, imps! What a foolish laddie I was, calling them that back then."
"Imps? T-That's impossible." scoffed Charlie. "Imps aren't as mischievous as to cause murder and mayhem on Earth."
"Au contraire, ma petit Charlotte." said Alastor the radio demon in his static voice, coming from the darkness of the halls. "Our new friend may not be as foolish as he calls himself."
Vaggie then stopped the trolley and stood next to Charlie. "Alastor, what the hell are you talking about?"
"Tell me, do you two remember the little... mutt of a hellhound that invaded our project?" he then asked. "What was the owner's name again...?"
"Uh, Blitzø? With the silent O?" replied Charlie confusingly.
"It appears that some of the imps in this realm aren't as properly labelled as we think." explained Alastor further. "I did some research on them since that night, and I think I might've found something... quite... seductive, to our cause."
"Wait, what is this I.M.P of theirs again?" asked the princess.
"Come. Let me show." the radio demon then held his hand out for Charlie's and she took it following him, as Vaggie just stood there, unable to shake the feeling something was wrong again.
FLASHBACK ENDS
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The shot then showed Charlie with the nervous expression still on her face, while the rest of the Hazbin crew showed sterner looks at the I.M.P gang, who were just as nervous seeing them after getting a meeting call.

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