"Al! Your finally here!" Charlie smiles at me.

"I'm sorry I'm a little late my dear." I say.

I look around. Not many demons in this place. Might be my fault. I'm feared throughout Hell. 

"It's alright. Come on."  She grabs my hand.

I immediately pull my hand back. It starts to shake. How many times do I have to tell her I don't like being touched? Her hand felt so warm and softer than marshmallow. My hand is shaking now. Great. I bite into it. Everyone looks at me.

"I'm sorry, I forgot you don't like being touched." She says.

"It's fine my dear." I sit down next to Nifty.

"Is your hand okay?" Nifty asks.

I snap my fingers and the wound heals. Nifty's eyes widen.

"Where's Angel Dust?" Charlie asks looking around.

"He wanted me to tell you. He's busy." Nifty says.

Charlie nods and lets out a breath. 

"Smile my dear." I say.

She nods. 

"Well let's eat." She says.