“That’s it.” Eyes blown wide, she grips her unsuspecting girlfriend’s shoulders, shaking with an enthusiasm that can scarcely be contained. “To celebrate our victory and announce the reopening of the hotel – we'll have a BALL!!!”
Yes, thinks Lucifer now, standing at the bar while half of Pentagram City twirls and moshes drunkenly around him. This is all that damn Radio Demon’s fault.
In the interim following Hell’s most recent skirmish with Heaven, the city finds new ways to shake up the status quo.