When I worked at a ski area, on the first day up there us boys were complaining about the lack of cute female employees. I made a rather clever joke about how if the mountain offered ponies in the bonus package, there’d have been alot more girl applicants. Oh how we laughed! But that’s beside the point. The point is, if the various devils and daemons of the underworld were really authorized to make deals, I’m pretty sure nobody would make it past age 6 or 7 without engaging in some soul traffic with the underworld. God knows what I would have done if Beezlebub had shown up whilst I was raptly browsing through a Toy’s R Us circular full of the latest M.A.S.K. toys…