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.