Wherein an end is a beginning, and gratitude is found to be appropriate at both points.
Wherein accords are reached, friends break bread, a Devil takes his cue and gets more than his due.
Wherein a journalist, a devil, and a chef all walk into their respective offices and have their futures determined in the face of Hell’s ill wishes.
Wherein a Devil visits an amorous Muse, a Demon visits a lawyer and finds his work redundant, and a murderer confronts the Executive Director of Wrath and find themselves an immovable object and immovable object, respectively.
Wherein a Devil makes LA Traffic even more grating, a family business is revealed to a friend, Human Resources finds its no match for cowardice and a dinner with monks is added to the agenda.
Wherein an HR Director is bound by real estate boundaries, drunken despair proves to be a bitter repast, and the lack of a physical body is found to be only a hindrance rather than an out game over.
Wherein staff reorgs are confirmed and denied, the cavalry arrives a few minutes too late, and a journalist shares too many drinks with a chef.
Wherein an editor draws closer to her prey, a Devil lays his final snares, and memories are shared of Adam from the Garden- both good and bad.
Wherein a mafioso vets a consigliere, a deal with a Devil begins to backfire, and two immortals partake of an American tradition: a good old fashioned road trip.
Wherein an editor makes moves to claim her favorite intern, an unlikely visitor becomes an unexpected joy, and we find that it’s possible to have it all.