"Oh, hell’s not that bad, Alfredo. There’s so much fun stuff to do around these parts," a voice said from behind him. He quickly turned around and saw a tall black man who was dressed in a blood red suit with a matching hat. He reminded Vega of a pimp from the 1970’s.

"Who are you?" Alfredo said.

"Oh, yeah, I’m Roland. Welcome to Hell, Alfredo. Sorry I’m late; I had an early suicide– you know how teens are nowadays."

"How do you know my name?" Alfredo asked, although he was afraid to learn the answer.

"No need to trip my man. I’m your one and only guardian demon."

"Guardian Demon?"

"Yeah, you know, whatever the "G" man has up there, the boss has down here. I’ve been watching over you your whole life, dawg," Roland said with a smile that showed off his pearly white and glistening gold teeth.

"Wait a minute... you’re a demon? I thought demon’s were ugly and frightening."

"This is just a cover Al--I can call you Al, right?" Roland asked, but before Alfredo could answer he continued. "Good. Anyway, so this is a cover. You know the boss was trying to get more newcomers, so we changed things up. You should have seen this place before the remodeling; what a pit, I’ll tell ya."

"So you’re saying that you are some hideous demon underneath your skin?" Vega asked.

"Shh, Son, I’m so scary just one look at me and you’d piss yourself just like when you were nine," Roland said and then paused for an answer from Vega, but only got an amused look. "Oh, come on dawg, you remember when you were nine? Okay, okay. You were watching some horror movie and it frightened you so bad you wet yourself."

Alfredo stood there for a moment and thought about what he had heard. "Nope," he finally said. "Don’t recall that one. Must have been someone else, amigo."

"What? You don’t remember that? Your scared ass pissed your mom’s new couch and you were so embarrassed you blamed it on the dog."

"Oooh."

"Yeah, that’s right, now you remember. Anyway I’d make you piss yourself like that."

"Oh."

"Aw, come on Al, it was a long time ago." Roland put an arm over Vega's shoulders and they started to walk down the strip.

"So you said that there were a lot of things to do here in Hell?" Alfredo asked.