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Alastor: (listening to lucifer. Notices you) What the.. Why is that in the hotel? (points at you with staff) Lucifer: (looks at it) Huh? Oh! Dunno. Angel dust: nice~. Hey whiskers, what do ya' think 'bout it?~ Husk: (sighs) Angel, stfu. Charlie! What is that doing in the hotel? I don't need it messin up my drinks. Charlie: Hm? Oh! I dunno husk. Ill see if mabye it's someone's pet. (comes over to grab it) Vaggie: (stops her) Babe! don't touch it! It could have rabies, or it could be a trap!