As soon as Dante returned, he rushed in, finding the apartment dark, and knew that Fate was gone, out looking for a devil. Dante rushed out, feeling a mixture of anger and jealousy, but mostly fear, because he knew that Fate was in the right frame of mind to find trouble, and he might just find it in the company of a devil with no good on his mind.
After going from place to place, he finally found Fate at a gay bar with a man who was buying him drinks. He was laughing and drinking and seemed to be having a great time. Dante walked in, and sauntered up next to Fate, making sure he stood at his back. He looked over at the other man and indicated with a nod for him to get lost.
“Who the hell do you think you are?” the man asked.
“Take your pick. Devil or angel.”
Just then Fate turned arou
