Fish Receptionist
Blub blub... You'll have to reserve a table to eat here.
You'll also need to reserve your chair, your silverware, your food, your...Fish Receptionist
Fish Receptionist[note 1] is a minor character in Undertale. They work behind the counter at the MTT Resort's restaurant, taking reservations.
Fish Receptionist is a large, green fish monster with a round body. They have a pair of fins, which they put together similarly to a hand gesture, as well as having a smaller fin on each side of their head. They have a crooked, smiling mouth without visible teeth, and lopsided, black eyes with bright green pupils. They appear to have a sort of green garment tied around their neck, and a partially shaved hairstyle with bright green hair. Some of the features of their head bear a resemblance to fellow marine-inspired monsters Onionsan and Undyne.
Fish Receptionist precedes their dialogue with "Blub blub". They seem to be generally fairly professional, although they are also willing to speak to potential guests about their personal life. They do not seem to have high levels of self-confidence, as they are nervous about taking over for Mettaton regarding the Face Steaks.
Fish Receptionist informs the protagonist they must reserve a table in order to eat at the restaurant. They say that even the chair, the silverware, and the food have to be reserved, trailing off as they continue stating other requirements.[1] If Mettaton is killed, they mention that Mettaton is not there to press his face into the steaks and that Mettaton told them that if he ever went missing, they can use their face instead. They worry that their face might not taste as good.[2]
During the True Pacifist Route epilogue, they mention life can now be lived without reservations, contrary to their previous demands.[3]
- ↑ Internally referred to as
spr_hotel_receptionist2in the game files, but this character is not named in game
- ↑
Blub blub... You'll have to reserve a table to eat here.
— Fish Receptionist
You'll also need to reserve your chair, your silverware, your food, your... - ↑
Blub blub... Mettaton isn't here to press his face into the steaks.
— Fish Receptionist
He told me that if he ever disappeared, we could use my face instead...
But, I'm nervous. What if my face doesn't taste very good...? - ↑
Blub blub... Now we can live life without reservations.
— Fish Receptionist