the Interrogation Continues

"Never heard of her?"

"Nope."

"Then how'd you know what she looked like?"

"Lucky guess."

"Lucky guess?!?"

"It's a gift, I've won the Lotto three times in a row, you know."

"Now listen here," said Fred getting nobly pissed off. "I'll give you that you can guess a few traits about the kind of woman a man is likely interested in, but how can you guess that a woman is atheltic and full-breasted and tall and a redhead?"

"Aren't they all?"

"Aren't they-- NO, they aren't all! Why my mother has rich black hair while my sister has a golden brown and-- now wait a minute! You're trying to stall me, arent you!"

"Maybe."

"Maybe? Don't give me maybe! Tell me true, a yes or a no!"

"I'm a demon, whadya want?"

"I want the truth!" said Fred as he not-so-gently prodded the demon with the point of his sword.

"Oh, the truth is out there" said the demon and pointed to a central plain of sulphur and brimstone.

But even before he could take one step towards "the truth" an emerald flame burst forth right above the demon's head and with a plip-plop an eyeball fell into its lap. "Oooooh!" said the demon as he hungrily ate it. "Gross," said Fred as he watched.

1. Fred dismisses the demon and walks resolutely towards the plain...
2. Fred and the demon get into an argument about proper diet.

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