There are millions of people in Hell scattered throughout the seven rings and nine circles. Some are sinners, some are Hell-born, and some are unlucky souls who got screwed in the living world.
Luke Morningstar works at his family's hotel to rehabil...
Velvette: Ugh. No. Unacceptable. You're fired. What is this? WRIST RUFFLES?! Is this 1750?! Burn it like the witches who wore it!
As she sends the designer away, Vox appears next to her.
Vox: Velvette! I can see you're busy. Tell me, where's our hot-headed friend now?
Velvette: Up in his ivory tower, waiting for a flat-faced prince to calm him down!
Vox: (sighs) And uh, what's got him so out of sorts today?
Velvette: Who knows?! But he tore up my best model! And you know, the show can't wait for that unlucky bitch to pull herself back together! Melissa! Get over here!
Melissa gets onto the platform, and Velvette uses her overlord powers to change her outfit one after another until she spots the one she wants.
Velvette: No. No. Hideous. I want to die. Eww. (gasp) Yes! That's the one.
Vox: Ahh, looks like you have everything under control here.
Velvette: Of course, I do! Fuck you! (flips him off) Now shoo! Take care of the piss baby!
Vox goes upstairs and is greeted by two moth demons who open the door for him. Once he enters. he finds Valentino sitting on his couch surrounded by a fog of red smoke. When Val notices Vox, he sits up with fury in his eyes.
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Valentino: Fucking FINALLY! (throws drink) Kitty! Another drink!
The Robo Fizzie next to him nods as it quickly heads off screen and re-appears with the drink.
Valentino: Ugh! Can you believe what that piece of shit did? THE UNGRATEFUL WHORE!!!
As he speaks, he tosses the drink at Vox, who moves away making the drink, hits the door, and shatters on the floor.
Vox: Uh, which whore are we talking about this time?
Valentino: (gets up) Fucking Angel Dust! (walks up to him) Who the hell else would I be talking about?! (walkspast him) That fucking SLUT walked out on me! (turns to Vox) ME! I fucking made him! (Vox walks a little way away) Without me, he's just a bag of meat with some mildly entertaining holes.
Vox: Oh! Angel quit?
Valentino: NO! He didn't fucking quit! It's worse! (takes Vox's phone) He MOVED!!!
As he says that, he tosses Vox's phone to the wall making it shatter in half.
Valentino: He thinks he can just walk in here, work, and then go home somewhere else? Can you FUCKING believe that?!?!?!?! (walks to closet) He thinks he can run off and shack up with Lucifer's BIMBO daughter and FLEABAG grandson!
Vox: Angel is living with Lucifer's daughter?
Valentino: YEAH! That BITCH Chuckie or Chandler, or I dunno. Something manish like that, she's got this hotel and—
