*Afra looked at her note, then the Hotel. this seems like the place. the young deer demon walked up the steps and straightened her plain white dress before she knocked on the door*
Afra: hello! um, I'm here to see *she checked a small golden tag wrapped around her wrist* Charlie Morningstar and someone named Alastor? Can I speak to them?
Afra: hi! um, so, I'm the kid you wanted! *she smiled awkwardly* . . . th-the kid, you wanted to hypothetically inherit the hotel if anything went horribly wrong . . . the one you'd talked about with Angel Dust about a surrogate mother and-
*Afra looked at Charlie, blinking in confusion. other than her color scheme, Afra did take after Alastor; red eyes, light tan-ish skin, even the deer ears and antlers (though Afra also had a deer tail)*
Afra: are you ok, Miss?