The group pulled up to the hotel in the limo.
Once Cherri saw the hotel, her eyes grew wide as saucers.
"Holy shit!" Cherri exclaimed. "This place is huge."
"You should have seen it about a year or so ago," Angel said weakly. "We've really cleaned up the place since then."
Razzle and Dazzle opened the limo doors, and the passengers made their exit.
Cherri took Angel's arm around her shoulder as they exited the limo and said, "Show me where your room is Angie. I'll help you get there and move in next door."
"What about your luggage?" Niffty asked, holding Cherri's large backpack.
"Oh, just leave it downstairs and I'll get it later," said Cherri.
"No need!"
The front door burst open with the Radio Demon standing right in the doorway.
"As hotel staff, Niffty darling, you bring it up for her," Alastor said to Niffty.
"Okay!" Niffty said, lugging the heavy backpack out of the car.
Husk sighed and said, "Let me help," before picking up that bag and walking back inside.
"Hey, Al!" Charlie said. "We did it."
"No thanks to you," Vaggie muttered as everyone walked past Alastor and into the hotel.
"Haha! Well, I'm glad your endeavor was a success," Alastor said with a chuckle.
"Well, Husk did most of the work," Charlie admitted. "He got Cherri, her luggage, and Angel out of the studio. We mostly just waited for the limo."
"Sounds like an easy enough venture," Alastor said proudly. "And without my aid no less!"
"Yeah, thanks for your help," Charlie said.
"Consider it my sacred duty, dear," Alastor said with a flourish. "Besides, who else is going to protect you weaker demons as much as I do?"
Vaggie rolled her eye and walked inside.
"So, Al, it looks like everything worked out after all," Charlie said. "We just have to keep Angel and Cherri Bomb safe until the three V's lose interest."
"Not especially likely," said Alastor before he looked over to Cherri. "What is your relation to them?"
"What do you mean?" Cherri asked suspiciously.
"Al, she's a patron," reminded Charlie.
"What did you do that put you in such close quarters with the pimp?" asked Alastor, ignoring Charlie.
"I didn't do anything," Cherri said defensively.
"Then why do they take such an interest in you?" asked Alastor. "I sure hope you aren't intending to bring any danger to my investment."
"No, Al, of course, they're not," Charlie said, getting in between them. "I intend to help them."
"Why do you care anyways?" asked Vaggie, grabbing Alastor's attention long enough to allow Angel and Cherri to head upstairs outside of his notice.
"I would be a fool to allow trouble to something I invested time and effort into, no?" replied Alastor.
"And you think we would?" snarled Vaggie.
"Not you especially, dear, but others are perhaps not so trustworthy," Alastor explained with a flourish. "We are in Hell after all!"
"Cherri is Angel's friend, Al," Charlie said. "And Angel trusts her, so I think we can trust her too."
"If you say so, dear," Alastor chuckled.
Vaggie grimaced and said, "If you don't feel like being helpful, you can go."
"If you don't wish to receive my help, then yes, I will go," Alastor said, turning to Niffty. "Niffty, would you like to help me make breakfast?"
"Sure, Al," Niffty said happily.
Alastor walked away with Niffty following behind him.
"Vaggie, you don't need to be so hostile," Charlie said. "I think Al is just trying to look out for the hotel's best interest."
"Only if it makes him happy," Vaggie reminded her.
"That's true but keeping our hotel from ruin is what makes him happy," Charlie said, holding her hand out to Vaggie. "Listen, I agree with you. If Cherri wants to stay here and follow the rules, we're not going to kick her out. We'll keep her and Angel safe for as long as we can."
Vaggie gave a sigh and held onto Charlie's hand, "Alright, hon."