While Charlie is at the meeting, back at the Hazbin Hotel where the workers and residents are summoned by Vaggie to discuss their poorly misleading commercial. Angel is constantly looking at Husk with a seductive gaze while Husk is glaring daggers at him. Allison was sitting between them next to Niffty with Keekee on her lap and Alastor sitting on an chair.

"Okay, so, Charlie is dealing with something very important, so while she's gone, we are making a new commercial. One that represents her vision and what we're doing here." Vaggie said as she paced in front of them before stopping.

"So, we need a camera." She said before looking at Alastor.

"Alastor?" She asked.

Alastor snaps a finger to conjure up a camera for Vaggie however, the camera is a folding-type old camera from the 1930s with no recording films at that time. Vaggie is unamused by that as she looked at him in annoyance. The overlord is clearly enjoying this.

"A video camera, Alastor." Allison specified which camera and Alastor let out a hum.

Despite his extreme distaste for modern technology, Alastor adheres to Allison's request and snaps his finger again, conjuring up a video camera that's poorly used with pieces of tape stuck together.

"Alright! Let's do this!" Vaggie said as she turned it on.

"Got the script ready. Angel, Husk, you guys go first." Allison said as she provided Husk a script who accepted it.

She turned to Angel and handed him a script but he shook his head.

"No need, Babycakes. I know what lines to use." Angel said with a smirk and Allison has a feeling this won't end well.

The camera zoomed in as it was recording the bar scene with Husk behind the counter reading a script in his claws that Allison gave him with Angel Dust at the opposite counter.

"And… action!" Vaggie said and Husk carefully reads the lines on the script.

"'Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Can I help with anything?'" He said though his voice was monotone and lacked emotions, who can blame him as he brought the script closer to his face to see what the lines are.

"'I've been a bad boy, and I need a big, strong daddy to put me in my place… on the path to redemption!'" Angel flirted with him at first before saying the last lines normally.

Husk groans with displeasure and reads the script again.

"'Well, you come-'" Husk said but was cut off by Angel who practically moaned and made Allison cringed her face in disgust and made Husk growl at him as he leaned back from the porn star.

"'Oh, yes!'" Angel moaned and Husk was practically getting bored as he read the last lines.

"'-to the right place.'" He finished in boredom and Vaggie has had it from how poor it was going and stops the recording.

"Cut!" Vaggie exclaimed.

"Okay, Angel, we need you to be less horny if possible cause we do not want horny sinners coming here for a session with you from that." Allison told him.

"And, Husk, can you maybe not have a script in front of your face?" Vaggie asked him and Husk gave her a deadpan look.

"I ain't no actor! I can't memorize this shit!" Husk angrily told her as he slapped the script.

"Do you need glasses to read better?" Allison asked him curiously.

"No but thanks for suggesting, Allison." Husk said.

"Well, we could improv this shit, baby cakes." Angel said as he got close to Husk's face, purring seductively. Husk flushed at that and got irritated.

He shoves Angel off the counter hard as the spider yelps in surprise and pain as he lands on the floor.

"Whoops." The avian sinner shrugs and he grabs a bottle and drinks from it.

"Husk, come on." Vaggie groaned as Allison pinched the bridge of her nose.

"This is gonna take a lot longer than expected." She told Vaggie who grumbled in Spanish.

Back to Charlie with the meeting, she was looking incredibly bored, propping herself on her elbows while listening to the male angel exaggeratingly boasting himself and his sex life.

"So, I was playin' this gig, and for some fuckin' reason, this virtue chick was diggin' on the drummer, and it's like, 'do you know who I am? I'm fuckin' Adam. I'm the original dick!'" The male angel now revealed as Adam pointed to his, ahem, part under the table.

"All dicks descend from me. You think you want drummer dick?" He said as he turned to the female angel who shook her head.

"No way! I'm the Dick-fuckin' master!" He said before he eats a mouthful of ribs sloppily, talking with his mouth full.

"So, anyway, then we fucked, and it was awesome. What'd you do this weekend?" He said before the name caught Charlie's attention.

"Wait, your name is Adam? Like the first man Adam, that means you… Oh…." Charlie looked at him in surprise and confusion before she finally ours the pieces together.

So this was the reason why her mother left him. Just the idea of meeting the first man who was her mother's first husband before marrying her dad made her wince and cringe.

"That explains so much." She said in a low voice as Adam grinned.

"I know. I fucking rock." He said he held a rock pose.

Charlie brushes off the awkwardness from Adam and the sudden realization of her parents' history and gets to her subject of matter in hand.

"Well, Adam, sir. Mr. Adam, sir." Charlie started respectfully.

"Call me, Dickmaster." Adam said with a wide smile and it made Charlie cringed. Yeah no. She's not calling him that.

"Adam. You seem like a smart, well, stand up guy." Charlie said as Adam was picking his teeth.

"Uh-huh."

“And I know you are the leader of the angels. And you are a big thinker, a revolutionary. A-A genius!" Charlie continues as Adam smiles at that, picking up his plate.

"I mean, your words, babe." He said happily.

"Who would really love to put his name on something." Charlie told him that made Adam grinned widely.

"Fucking love putting my name on shit! Shit's the best!" He said excitedly as he stood up from his chair.

"It's a solution to our biggest problem!" Charlie said as Adam sat back down.

"Oh, Herpes. Yeah, that's a bitch." Adam said, clearly not getting the idea of what Charlie is talking about.

"No! Our... other biggest problem." Charlie said as she tried to get him to understand.

"Oh… uh, ugly people? Math? Global Warming? Nah, wait, that's Earth's problem." Adam guessed wildly,

"Umm..." He tried to find the words as this made Charlie to stare at him with a deadpan expression full of annoyance at how ignorant he is. Is this really the first man that was ever created? No wonder her mom left him for her dad.