I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax.

Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.

If I wanted easy, I'd chain myself in hell beside Rixon. The two of us could kick back and soak up the rays together.

Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to Earth stripped naked.

How did you get in?"

"I move in mysterious ways."

"God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightning-here one moment, gone the next.

See, when you lie to me it hurts," Rixon said, swiping an imaginary tear. "I thought we had something special. I thought our joint eternal sentences of damnation were our bond.