I spent about an hour clearing off one of the desks so that I could scribble some notes. While I worked, Zilly and Echofly cleaned.

"How convenient," Malex says sarcastically, "that you are suddenly blessed with telepathic powers, just in time to stop the Dumbbutts from overthrowing the city government!"

I rub the bruises on my head and neck. "By all rights, I should be dead. You almost killed me, you butt-faced charlatan!"

"Hey," I yell, "I hope you guys don't think I'm going to just hand my warehouse over to the government just because it contains a portal to Hell! I spent twenty grand of my hard-earned money on it!"

"What makes you think you are going to just waltz out of Hell?" Stan asks. "I do have a reputation to maintain you know, now that I'm back in business as Satan."

"We have to save Zilly and finish the extinction of the Leprechaun horde!" I say urgently.

"Stan and Stanlet have been captured," I state, pacing back and forth with my hands clasped behind my back. "We need to prepare the hamsters for battle. Thubthub and I will arm the hamsters and set up a perimeter inside the fort. Echofly and Malex, cower and weep like you're mortally afraid."

"Is this about that Leprechaun that bit it at the thrift store?" I ask the smoldering Leprechaun. "Because if it is, you should know that he started it by biting my leg."

"Oh yes," Malex said. "Somewhere in there, Icepunk returned to the apartment with a lot of explosives."

Completely repulsed by the horrible little suit that Icepunk forced me to wear, I traveled back to the thrift store in order to return it.