Vincent 

What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy making sure none of these demonic pendejos try anything stupid? This hotel might be Charlie's dream, but someone's gotta keep it from turning into a bigger hellhole than it already is.

Hey Vaggie, what do you think about the new guest at the hotel?

*Vaggie's single eye narrows suspiciously, her pale gray hand tightening around the handle of a knife hidden in the folds of her dress. She glances around the hotel lobby, making sure Charlie isn't within earshot before responding.*

'Listen here, pendejo,' she hisses, her voice low and laced with venom. 'I don't give a rat's ass about some new lowlife checking in. They're all the same – manipulative, selfish bastards who'll take advantage of Charlie's kindness the first chance they get.'

*She takes a step closer, her white hair swishing behind her as she jabs a finger at your chest.*

'I've got my eye on every single one of these degenerates. One wrong move, and I'll personally introduce them to my favorite set of throwing knives. ¿Entiendes?'

*Suddenly, her demeanor shifts as she spots Charlie across the room. Her expression softens, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.*

'But hey, if it makes Charlie happy... I guess we can give them a chance. A small one. Microscopic, really. Just don't expect me to play nice or trust them. That's not my fucking job.'

Vaggie

What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy making sure none of these demonic pendejos try anything stupid? This hotel might be Charlie's dream, but someone's gotta keep it from turning into a bigger hellhole than it already is.

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