Back at the hotel, Vaggie was pacing nervously around the hotel lobby waiting for Charlie running over all the paranoid scenarios in her head of what had happened to her. She didn't even notice when Angel walked past her with Fat Nuggets following behind him.

"Hey, toots," Angel greeted.

Vaggie, completely lost in thought, did not respond.

Angel stopped in his tracks in surprise. Vaggie usually insulted him whenever she saw him. This wasn't normal.

"Vaggie?" Angel asked. "Vaggie?"

Vaggie still didn't respond, so Angel turned away with a shrug and sat himself at the bar in the back of the hotel to see Husk cleaning out a glass.

"Hey, handsome," Angel said a flirtatious smile as he leaned towards him.

"Go fuck yourself," Husk replied without missing a beat.

"Aw, why you gotta be like that?" Angel asked. "I just wanted to ask if you knew what was going on with Vaggie."

Husk looked up to see Vaggie pace by and said, "No idea. She's been pacing like that for the last hour."

"That's weird," Angel replied. "Is Charlie back yet?"

"Nope," Nifty replied popping up out of nowhere to wipe down the top of the bar before moving on to Husk's side of the counter. "Charlie has been gone for 53 minutes and 26 seconds. Vaggie's been pacing for just as long. She must be worried sick. Poor thing."

"Whatever," Husk said. "As long as she ain't botherin' me, I'm happy."

"I'm not," Angel said anxiously picking up Fat Nuggets and placing him on his lap. "Oh, God. I'm starting to get worried, too. Maybe I should have gone with her…"

"Gone with who?!" rang out the familiar voice of the Radio Demon.

Everyone turned around to see Alastor inexplicably standing in the lobby without anyone even having noticed him enter the hotel.

Vaggie stopped in her tracks as soon as she saw him.

"Oh, Alastor, Charlie's with Sir Pentious," Nifty answered as she scuttled over to Alastor's side. "King Lucifer broke the elevator, and Sir Pentious fixed it. But we still needed an elevator box, so Charlie went with Sir Pentious to pick up a new one."

Alastor froze in place blinking for a second in shock before he replied, "What?"

"It's true," Vaggie said. "Charlie went with Sir Pentious to go pick up the elevator and they haven't come back yet."

"What?" Alastor said as his features contorted in confusion without his smile disappearing. "But why in the world would she ask for that pompous snake's help?"

"Sir Pentious is a new patient," Vaggie said causing Alastor's expression to fall in surprise again without his smile fading. "He checked in yesterday."

"You're not serious," Alastor replied.

"Unfortunately, I am," Vaggie said.

Alastor looked at Vaggie and walked towards her saying, "So, you mean to tell me that Charlie checked in that disgusting little serpent without consulting me?"

Vaggie, not intimidated at all by the gesture, replied, "The last time I checked, that wasn't up to you. That was up to Charlie."

"Well, all the same, I should have been notified," Alastor said tapping Vaggie on the nose with his index finger to irritate her and heading towards the door before Vaggie could strike back. "Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to find Charlie and discuss this matter immediate-…SMACK!"

The door swung open hitting Alastor in the face and knocking him back against the wall behind the door before he teleported himself to the top of the door and sat there silently rubbing his bruised head.

"Hey, guys!" Toulouse said merrily running in as a large group of Egg Bois carried the elevator box into the lobby followed by Charlie, Sir Pentious, and Delilah. "We're back with the elevator!"

"Where do we go?" Austen asked from under the elevator. "This elevator is really heavy!"

"Oh, my goodness!" Nifty said scuttling to the head of the group. "Right this way, boys! I know exactly where to go! We need to head to the basement! Follow me!"

Nifty merrily scuttled ahead as the Egg Bois ran behind to follow her while the other occupants of the hotel stood there all feeling absolutely dumbfounded except for Vaggie.

"Charlie!" Vaggie called out as she ran into her girlfriend's arms. "Are you alright? I was so worried."

"Oh, yeah," Charlie said gesturing towards Delilah. "I'm fine. Look, Vaggie. It's Delilah."

"Nice to see you again," Delilah said with a head nod as Sir Pentious slithered past them into the lobby.

"Nice to see you, too," Vaggie said before remembering what Alastor said and turning back to Charlie. "Oh, yeah. Charlie, Alastor wanted to talk to you about you know who."

"Oh, okay," Charlie said. "Where is he?"

"Right here, dear," Alastor said hopping down from his perch and pushing the door shut from behind. "Charlie, what do you mean by letting that snake in here without notifying me?"

"My apologies, Alastor," Charlie said nervously before taking a deep breath to help herself sound firmer. "But while you were away, Sir Pentious came to the hotel to check in as a patient, so we decided to let him in as a new patient."

"Charlie," Alastor replied with a low, quiet voice to let her know he was serious. "Need I remind you that this snake tried to destroy your hotel only two days ago."

"I'm right here, you inconsiderate kiss-ass," Sir Pentious said crossing his arms and looking into Alastor's eyes angrily. "And if you must know, I was targeting you and Angel Dust, not the hotel."

"Well, you changed your mind rather quickly, Sir Pentious," Alastor said with a suspicious smile. "Why might that be?"

"After your beating, I realized that trying to take over Hell was useless, so I wanted to do something else with my time instead," Sir Pentious replied as confidently as he could muster having rehearsed this sentence in his head and out loud when alone for this very reason.

"And what led you to make such a drastic decision in such a short amount of time?" Alastor asked leaning his face uncomfortably close to Sir Pentious'.

Sir Pentious froze in distress. He had not planned on this question.

"Being a bit unfair, don't you think?" Delilah asked.

Alastor turned his attention to Delilah who was standing confidently next to Charlie.

"Yeah," Charlie said backing Delilah up. "Sir Pentious has made huge mistakes, but he has made a lot of progress in the past few days. He sold his territory back to my father. He has been kind to his minions. And, he's even helping us out with elevator repairs."

"Not to mention, he gave me a job," Delilah said defensively.

"Oh," Alastor said. "That is interesting. And young lady, who might you be?"

"I am no young woman," Delilah replied with a flip of her short, black hair. "I am at least 3,000 years older than you. My name is Delilah."

Alastor's eyes widened in surprise as he said, "Delilah? The Delilah? Why, there's no way you could possibly be that prostitute from the biblical book of Judges."

"The very one," Delilah replied with a sigh. "And you're the Radio Demon?"

"Why, yes," Alastor said narrowing his eyes at her. "Pleased to make your acquaintance. It is not often that I get to meet one of the few ancient survivors. What are you doing here if you don't mind me asking?"

"Alastor, Delilah used to be my nanny," Charlie replied trying to cut the awkward tension if only by a little bit. "She will be taking care of Sir Pentious' house while he's away."

"Oh, well, isn't that nice of you?" Alastor retorted somewhat sarcastically. "Will you be staying at the hotel, too?"

"I'll be visiting," Delilah replied leering confidently. "As often as Charlie wants. And hopefully, more."

"Alastor," Charlie said firmly. "Delilah is my friend. She can be here as much as she wants. Sir Pentious can too, so I'd appreciate it if you would stop trying to intimidate them. Right now."

"Oh, well, in that case, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel," Alastor said completely changing his mood from threatening to welcoming as if the tension of the past few minutes had not happened.

"Thank you," Sir Pentious said as he turned to Charlie and gestured with his head towards where the elevator was kept. "Now, if you'll excuse us, we have work to do."

Alastor allowed Sir Pentious, Vaggie, and Charlie to walk past, but he held his arm out in front of Delilah to prevent her from following behind them.

"Behave yourself, Sir Pentious," Alastor said turning around and narrowing his eyes in a sinister manner. "I will be watching."

"Whatever, stag," Sir Pentious retorted with an eye roll.

Alastor waited until everyone had left before he turned back to Delilah with a gentler smile that Delilah responded to with an eye roll and crossed arms.

Delilah finally broke the silence.

"What is it?" Delilah asked.

Unbeknownst to both of them, Angel sat still with Fat Nuggets in his lap and began to listen. Husk appreciated the silence and indifferently went about his work.

"There is something that I'm curious about that I was hoping you could enlighten me on," Alastor said leisurely leaning on his cane and continuing when Delilah's expression didn't change. "Tell me. Can you explain our king's erratic behavior? I heard from some little birds that there is trouble in the castle."

Without changing the expression on her face, Delilah scoffed and said, "His daughter has rebelled against him. Of course, Lucifer has been more moody than usual. Contrary to popular belief, our dark lord has mood swings that make him more unpredictable than any other demon in all of hell. That's hardly newsworthy."

"Oh, but I disagree," Alastor retorted. "Our king's actions have been more erratic and bizarre than usual. He is planning something that threatens to mix up the power balance of hell, and you and I both know what that something is."

"What does that matter?" Delilah replied allowing her lips to twist into a smirk. "Even if I knew anything, I'm bound by necessity to not tell anyone. You're wasting your time on me."

Delilah tried walking past Alastor only for him to step in front of her and say, "I must insist. You do know who I am. Do you not?"

Delilah rolled her eyes and said, "Yes. Yet another ambitious mortal who sold his soul to Lucifer or whoever else in exchange for unimaginable power who's looking for a way to cancel his debt and become the most powerful demon of this pit destined to be destroyed either by God or one of the other ancient fallen watchers for not knowing their place?"

Alastor paused for a moment as Delilah stared him down with her lips curled into a condescending smile.

"So, it is true what the Bible said about you," Alastor said. "Your tongue is formidable enough to take down one of God's judges. But you should know, despite the supernatural origins of our powers, I am no Samson."

"No, you're not," Delilah said stepping around Alastor. "I trusted Samson."

"Glad to see we see eye-to-eye," Alastor said stepping in front of Delilah again. "All I want is you to do is answer a few simple questions, dear. I fail to see what the issue is. The king sold you, after forcing himself on you repeatedly from what I've heard and from what I've seen of the scratches on your back. You have no reason to stay loyal to him."

"Are you always this charming, or did I catch you on a good day?" Delilah asked with a smirk.

"You can continue to play this game if you wish, but I warn you now," Alastor said as he froze and static started flying around him. "I always outlast my opponents. It would be better for you to cooperate."

"You're telling me to cooperate?" Delilah asked completely unphased as she unleashed the claws on her hands. "Ha. That's rich, child. You think that just because you've managed to beat out some of the older kingpins you can intimidate me? I know who you are. I know what game you want to play and how that might possibly involve my Charlie. So, let me tell you something, honey. I've seen demons more powerful than you fall by the wayside. You'd be surprised to know how much it has happened in almost 3,000 years. You'd be even more surprised to know what hand I've had in making that happen at the right price. I know you aren't the type to feel aroused, but I can still find a weakness. Believe me. So, whatever the fuck you do, don't hurt my Charlie or I might just expose that weakness and force you to be the next kingpin to watch his kingpin fall."

"Oh, ho ho," Alastor chuckled. "If you don't want to tell me what I want to know, I suppose I will have to use force."

"You and I both know that's not going to happen," Delilah said standing her ground and staring Alastor down. "First of all, Charlie would never trust you again. Second of all, I'm not as weak as I look. I've gathered the essence of many powerful demons over the years. I'm quite strong, probably stronger than Samson was, but unlike you, I don't flaunt it."

Alastor chuckled again and said, "Didn't Sir Pentious tell you what happened the last time he crossed me? I destroyed his toy in one snap."

Alastor snapped his finger summoning his tentacles from the floor around Delilah grabbing her limbs, holding her in place, and tightening their grip around her.

But to his surprise, Delilah chuckled and said, "I've dealt with worse."

Delilah claws grew outwards instantly impaling the tentacles. Then, once they had their grip, the claws began glowing a silvery light and absorbing the tentacles surrounding them causing them to quickly wither as if they were grapes drying into raisins.

"What?!" Alastor shouted out in surprise as the claws absorbed the tentacles withered completely before his eyes.

As soon as the last of the withered tentacles let go, Delilah rubbed her belly and said, "Delicious."

Alastor's face fell in total shock and he asked, "How?"

Before Alastor could react anymore, Delilah allowed her claws to grow out until they impaled Alastor against the door. From the other side of the wall where the bar was in the lobby, Husk's mouth fell open while Angel simply watched intently.

Alastor feebly regained his composure while Delilah stared him down with a sadistic smirk of her own.

"My dear, you are quite strong," Alastor said with a chuckle that was stifled between coughs of blood. "I've never met another demon who could match me besides Lucifer. You are quite the treat. Please do tell me what you want to say. You have my attention."

Delilah smiled and said, "I will have you know that I will kill to protect my Charlie if necessary. I could torture you until you're begging to be exterminated so that you may be forced to rest for the fires of the Final Judgement, but that would hurt Charlie. She's moved my heart so much. I think God wants me to give her the chance to move yours. So, what do you say? Shall I let you continue to serve my Charlie without worrying about you trying to harm her or shall I continue feeding on your endless essence?"

Alastor sighed and said, "I suppose I must choose the former. Our exchange shall end for now. Now, I suggest you go follow your master before I change my mind. I won't be caught by surprise so easily the next time."

Delilah scoffed and said, "That's what they all say, hon. Just remember. You're no fallen angel."

With that, Delilah retracted her claws from Alastor's slender frame and waited for him to keel over onto the ground.

"Glad we could come to an agreement, stag," Delilah said with a smile before she merrily strutted away.

Alastor stood in place healing his bleeding chest and glaring after Delilah until she disappeared.

From the other side of the wall, Angel stared at Delilah with his mouth agape while Husk failed miserably to conceal his laughter.

Delilah smiled at them warmly before she entered the hallway that she saw Sir Pentious walk into.

"And that's why you don't fuck with a succubus," Husk said between chuckles of laughter.