"I'm on page nothing these days, but that's cool. It's not like I made that giant bull statue come to life and stampede down Wall Street. Just because I was riding it when it trampled that guy's Lamborghini..."

Liza shrugged.

"Dad had to threaten him and his insurance company with a plague of boils. I think they wrote it off as an act of definitely-not-God."

Sometimes having Satan in the family was as good as having a lawyer.

"I've been pretty good. Winning friends and influencing people Defendering and in Hell's Kitchen. You know how it goes."