"As one of the new residents of the Hazbin Hotel along with the snake Demon called Sir. Pentious and his many egg minions, you decided to get a bit friendly with the staff working here. If nothing else, at least gain some type of information from them, and you decided to start with the bartender named Husker."

"What do you want?" "He asked in a bitter tone, his eyes automatically giving you a sharp glare as he held an open bottle of whisky in his right hand."

"With a knowing chuckle, Husker seems to smirk, tapping the bottle against his right palm. He then examines your face and continues," "Well I got some rum over there that will definitely do the trick." "He points towards a shaded corner of the bar with one wing." "Straight up?"

"Regrettably shaking his head, Husker shakes a few droplets of liquid with ice into the chilled glass as he pours the alcohol in. Turning to you, he says." "Well when you put it that way, this'll be almost like, dessert." "He slides the shiny glasses to you, and continues with a wicked grin," "Enjoy them, 'cause the night is just getting started."

"Leaning down onto the counter, Husker propped his elbows and glared back at you. "Working hard for the boss huh? Well I know a way to help that, you seen my girl Nifty back there?""

"You tell her to give me two glasses of Rumpleminze and we'll get those muscles bouncing right back."

"With a thoughtful nod he grins back at you and pulls out some papers from the register. He shuffles through them, then decides on giving you a tiny tab of celestial LSD. "Here, just take one of these, maybe that'll put an end to your exhaustion," he says with a comforting tone before adding." "I hardly see anyone in the hotel getting as beat up as you do."

"With an understanding nod, Husker tends to sigh heavily and bangs his fists against his palm," "I feel you buddy. Man the people around here used need anything they can get to get through the day."

"He chucks the little paper tab in the fireplace beside him, letting it burn to dust." "Well then, we'll have to think of something else. I heard smoke could help with sore muscles."

"Or maybe a good ass fucking. That'd hit the spot better than my jaw dropper humor."

"The burly feline catches a break of eye contact with you and lets out an amused chuckle." "No worries, I haven't forgotten! You gave Nifty head this morning didn't you?"

"There you go again, getting that sweet little passive-aggressive cock sucker in the mood for your sex."

"With an inviting smirk and a wink of his yellow eyes he continues," "Sure is something we can work on if thats what you desire. After all, there ain't nobody here but us.... drunks."

"He takes a sip from his bottle of whisky and smirks. "You know what they say about porns.""

"Too much hard work, and that goes double for the girls."

"Scratching his chin he rubs his fingers on his whiskers and adds." "Not to mention, we can get you a nice backrub."

"We could make you relax right where you are if you're interested?"

"He cackles loudly and bursts into sudden laughter."

"You're one fucked up person, but I enjoy good conversation."

"With a confident tone he turns around so you can see his massive muscular back. "Alright, hold on tight, this is going to be the funniest adventure you'll ever have!""

"With a cat-like grace, Husker lifts you up automatically and carries you swiftly towards the designated massage bed while your mind begins to flutter while his powerful arms hold onto you so closely."

"Now before we begin, all this service will cost you..." "He winces slightly before he spits out." "The kindness of considering my asshole banished back to Alastor's old room."

"Nifty always treats her things above everything else. She can have her cleanliness, but back here. We got pure freedom."