- Good morning!
- Good morning, Sir! Wellcome to Hell. I'm Lucifer the manager. May I assist you?
- Yes please. I'd like a suite for one with jacuzzi.
- A moment please.

- Sir, I'm sorry but we have no suites available for your fucking specie...
- Hum... so... what do you have?
- One moment please. I'll check.

- OK. Here we are. I've got a filthy room on -12th floor with no jacuzzi, no windows, no bed and no air conditioner.
- Oh, what the Hell! What choice do I have? I'll take it!
(cynical laughing)
- Nice. Room 1213. One reservation for eternity. Can I see your ID please?
- Most certenaly. Here you are.
- Thank you and here's your key, Sir. Breackfast is served between 9 a.m. and 9:10 a.m. on the -50th floor.
- OK. Can you call some one to take my bag down to my room?
- Take it yourself you lazy selfish bastard!
- OK! No need to be rude!
- The stairway to your floor is down the hall. Thank you for your preference, Sir. Hope you enjoy your staying here as much as we're already enjoying your presence.
- Most certainly will. Most certainly will.