I'm hugging Angel who is patting my head being told about the extermination. Demons getting hunted and killed every year. Don't ask why I chose to hug Angel, he was the only one who let me.
Jon: Thank Angel.
Angel: Don't mention it.
Charlie: Okay. So the extermination is coming in six months instead of a year. No big deal. Just a little setback. Nothing we can't handle. Just angels cutting our timetable in half. But who needs a whole year to save souls? Am I right?! *Starts to panic* And next time when they cut the time in half again, and again, we'll just handle it, right?!
Vaggie grabs Charlie, calming her down.
Vaggie: Yes. We will.
Angel: Oh, please, ya had less than half a chance when you started all this salvation bullshit. And now...Ain't no silver lining this time toots.
Charlie: Sure there is! We just...have to look a little harder for it!
Angel: Well, while you're lookin', the rest'a hell's goin' nuts.
He waves his phone in their faces.
Angel: People are already freakin' out about the news. Look at what's happenin' in the Doomsday District.
I move away from him as he scrolls down an article with the bottom showing a demon screaming in front of a fire. Suddenly a pink message appears. Charlie and I gets closer to read it.
Jon: Donkey show?
Charlie: Err, what is a...Donkey Show?
Angel panics and retreats the phone back.
Angel: Aah, heh, nothin'. My boss, Val, is just freaked out about the news too. Like I said, everyone's losin' their shit.
Jon: So am I!
Angel pulls me into a hug with my face in his chest fluff.
Angel: Better?
Jon: *muffled* Yes.
Vaggie: Yeah, that's true. Sinners are desperate. Maybe desperate enough to try anything to escape the extermination?
Charlie: *Gasps* This is the perfect time to recruit more sinners for the hotel!
Angel: Cute idea and all, but you really gonna go out in all of this?
He waves the phone with the place still on fire and demons in panic.
Charlie: Well, it's not like people are just gonna show up on our doorstep -
Suddenly, a massive explosion made Charlie scream in fright from behind, getting everyone's attention. A piece of rubble hits me in the forehead.
Jon: Ow!
I fall to the ground and hold my head.
Husk: Don't pull it out. You'll lose more blood.
Jon: NO SHIT SHERLOCK!
Angel helps me up and we look through the hole in the wall.
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