When last we left our intrepid heroes, you had just met a
fancy lawyer and were about to be marched off by the slendercommittee to who knows where.
"What's all this about extras?" Baal-Berith had been saying. "Oh hey, I heard our guests were arriving, so I thought I'd come check things out personally! ♫ . . . ohhh gosh, did they really dispatch the Loopholes to pick everyone up? That's terrible! That's really, really terrible. I think I'm going to have to really look into that when I get back to the office. Don't you think? Don't you think, guys? It's almost like someone is attempting some itsy-bitsy bit of sabotage, though I couldn't possibly have predicted something like that would happen! Ha ha!"
As one, the black-suited demons seem to tense up, turning around and bowing stiffly.
The newcomer waves cheerfully. "Hi! I'm Baal-Berith. I'll be defending you in the Grand Court of Law~ soooo, welcome to Hell, or something. ♥"