She put her hand out and Malphus shook it. The negotiations had been difficult. Angie kept going on about peanut butter and hairnet sauce, whatever that was.
Malphus let go and he and Angie were standing at the gates of hell in an instant. She blinked and rubbed her eyes, trying to figure out if she was still dreaming. This couldn’t be real, she had to still be dreaming.
“When can you start?” the demon asked, flexing his wings.
“Your new job, silly!” Malphus chuckled. “Looks like we have a new office prankster. Satan’s gonna love that!”
Horror clouded Angie’s features. “How? Why?” She racked her brains trying to figure out what was happening. Then, she remembered the weird dreams she’d been having lately.
“You interviewed me in my sleep!?”
“We find that’s the best approach when hiring new demons.” He paused. “Usually, there’s less screaming.”
The black gate swung open and Malphus walked through it backward, like a campus tour guide. Angie had no choice but to follow.
“So, to the left,” he said gesturing. “We have employee housing and the cafeteria. There’s also a jogging trail and a gym. To our right is your new office building!”
“What exactly will I be doing? I won’t torture people.”
“Of course not, silly-billy. That’s the lower executives. You’ll mostly be doing data entry so R and D can implement new programs. If you ever want to torture sinners, you can always work you way up- you’ve got a billion year contract.”
“A billion years?”
“Yup,” Malphus said. “But remember, time moves differently down here. Up there, it’ll only be about two weeks.”
“I can’t miss work for two weeks while I’m in hell.” Angie said flatly.
“Of course you can! We put in for vacation on your behalf and back-dated the request. It’s all taken care of!”
Angie opened her mouth to utter another protestation, but Malphus cut her off.
“Also, your salary is in the eighteen point five trillion dollar range for the length of your contract, after taxes of course. It will be deposited into your account when you get back.”
Angie’s world swirled before her eyes, and Malphus blew a puff of sulfur in her face to keep her from passing out. She closed her eyes and shook her head, but when she opened them, she was still in hell.
“So? What do you say?” Malphus asked.
“Yes,” she said after a moment. “I mean, it’s only a billion years, right?”
Malphus smiled and held out his hand again. This time, Angie took it confidently and shook it twice.