Sapphire: I know you're following me.
Sapphire: alright then. Knock yourself out. *keeps walking *
*she arrives at the hotel and just sits on the couch*
Sapphire: Blondie Locks! I got someone.
Charlie: *walking downstairs* For the last time my name is not Blondie Locks.
Charlie: Again?
Sapphire: Oh Yellow you know Blondie Locks? Born in hell. That chick from the news who talked about her absolute garbage idea of a happy hotel. It's called Hazbin Hotel now though.
Charlie: ohhhhh. Honey!
Sapphire: I don't know anyone that stays here. I hate them all. That includes you and Blondie Locks.
