@alistxr sent: "It's not like I was seeking you out either. Someone just recommended this hotel to me. Do you want me to go?" for Al
Saying that his estranged twin brother was the last person Alastor had expected to be faced with once he had opened the Hotel's main door would have been a gross understatement. He did know that Alan had landed himself in Hell, the useless buffoon, but he had done his best to keep his distances. They looked alike, but the style and the colour scheme were different enough not to create unwanted identity mistakes.
Not to mention that no one with just a hint of common sense would have ever thought that the Radio Demon could be connected to some random escort, despite the physical resemblance.
Still, the Overlord should have known that they would be destined to cross paths at some point. Now that he was back from his "sabbatical", they lived in the same city and his twin's boss was also Angel Dust's boss. It was just a matter of time before word about Charlie's misguided crusade reached Alan's ears.
Unfortunately and annoyingly so, his bother also happened to be the perfect specimen to join the princess' band of misfits.
"As tempted as I am to say that yes, you should get out of my sight, it's not fully up to me," he spoke up after a long moment of silence, not even trying to hide his distaste. "The Hotel policy is that anyone is welcome, as long as they want to give redemption a try. Which, I assume, is the reason why you're here."
If he couldn't stop this from happening, maybe he could have sat back and laugh at the other expenses. Alan had always been a source of pitiful entertainment for him, at all.
"Just keep our blood relation to yourself. If someone makes a comment about how similar to each other we are, either dismiss it or say that it's just a funny coincidence."