Hazbin Hotel

(In a beach chair, a lone woman without a large fedora hat sits there, watching the sea. As her hair flows by the winds, Lute comes to her and dumps the deceased Adam's halo on the ground in front of her.) Lute: Adam is dead. Your deal is done and I'm in charge now. Your brat is threatening the very foundation of Heaven. And if you want to stay here, leans down and pointing at the sea you're going down there points at the woman, and stopping that b1tch. You understand me...Lilith?