Back in the lobby, everyone had gathered around to examine the broken elevator.
"Fucking Satan," Vaggie muttered out loud while looking at some budget papers. "Now, what are we gonna do? It'll take us weeks to rebuild this damn elevator."
"Calm down, doll," Angel said puffing out the smoke of his cigarette. "We can just ask Alastor to buy us a new one."
"Yeah, and give the shitlord another way to screw us over?" Vaggie asked rhetorically. "No, thank you."
Charlie was still sitting on the couch and stewing over what had happened.
"Ugh, why can't my father just leave me alone?" Charlie asked. "Oh, well. Calm down. I'm sure Baxter can fix the elevator…"
Meanwhile, back in the empty café, Toulouse was watching the scene unfold on his tablet because of the spider drone in the lobby while he, Austen, and Sir Pentious were eating food they had swiped from the kitchen.
"Wow, it looks like the princess could use some help," Toulouse noted between bites of pancakes.
"That is not our problem right now," Sir Pentious groaned out loud rubbing his temples while Austen fanned him with a menu. "That damn Devil stealing all my territory and leaving me with nothing! How does he expect me to focus on his daughter now that my territorial takeover is ruined!"
"It's not all bad," Toulouse said. "You could still earn Charlie's trust if you help her with her elevator problem."
Austen stopped fanning the snake demon and moved on to rubbing his back.
"'Not all bad?'" Sir Pentious whined. "Toulouse, what is a kingpin without territory? I've been disgraced."
"But you're still an engineer, boss," Toulouse said gesturing to the tablet.
Sir Pentious scoffed and said, "They have that Baxter fellow. I'm sure he can do something."
BANG!
"What in the blazes was that?!" Sir Pentious exclaimed as he and his minions got out of their booth and headed toward the source of the noise.
After hearing a few more loud bangs, the trio found themselves in the elevator control room where Baxter was desperately trying to fix the elevator using chemicals and a welding torch.
"NO! NO! NO!" Sir Pentious yelled in horror as he slithered in the room. "What in the hell are you doing?! You're just making it worse!"
"I was just…" Baxter managed to stammer out.
"Get out!" Sir Pentious said shoving Baxter out of the room. "Imbecile! You're a doctor, not an engineer! Now, get out!"
"But…" Baxter meekly protested as Sir Pentious shoved him out of the room and shut the door.
"If there's anything I can't stand, it's abused machinery," Sir Pentious said indignantly. "Austen, Toulouse, go get my tools…"
