The heat bore down us like a desert sun as we made our way briskly down Hollywood Blvd. Even the shade offered us only a momentary respite from the sun's scorching blaze as we maneuvered through the bustling city streets, bumping shoulders with anyone who happened to stray into our path.
"The city of angels... Clearly whichever halfwit that named this cesspool never met a real angel -or perhaps they did- That would explain a few things.." Lucifer chuckled whimsically.
"I'm not sure I would agree. The few angels I've met seemed very.... orderly. LA is anything but orderly..." I countered.
