With shock and confusion

Lucy grabbed Charity's hand and stared at the diamond ring, turning her head between it and Mammo. "You...her...what...why?!"

Charity took her hand back as Mammo explained. "Look, the whole 'stealing my clothes' thing got me angry too. So, I tried getting her back. I convinced her that I could make her the most magical dress in Europe and she could model it for kings."

"Then the jewels weighed down my dress and it ripped off," Charity remembered sourly. "Leaving me naked in the middle of a royal parade. I had to get even, and we started two centuries of pranks."

Mammo counted on her fingers. "Selling a cheap invisibility spell, going all Zorro on each other with swords, a cursed tornado during the Dust Bowl that stripped her..."

"Point is...!" Charity interrupted. "We started wondering why the hell we were having these fights. I was ignoring my purpose in life to be charitable, and Mammo shared your regret at what you did to humanity after Dad kicked you out."

"So, we had one more fight to settle it for eternity," Mammo said. "And it was raining, and we were covered in mud, and our clothes were too heavy..."

Mammo glanced down at Kyle's penis. "Shall I continue? You seem to be enjoying the story."

Lucy stood in front of Kyle, not even ashamed of her own nudity. "He doesn't need more. We both get the point!'

Charity shook her head. "Ever the prideful one."

"Hit me!" Buddy said beaming.

"No, sweetie, that's blackjack," Hailey said with a smile.

"I don't know why you two idiots are even playing," Clara scoffed. "This is between me and For-tutu here."

"Fortuna," the goddess corrected. "And you should watch your tone. I happen to be on good terms with the owner."

"Hey, that reminds me," Hailey said, "did you see a naked redhead around here? She's running around with a nude guy."

Fortuna looked up with an interested look. "There's another pair of streakers her?"

"She's the Devil!" Buddy said. "We're huntin' her down and savin' that poor naked guy!"

The goddess raised an eyebrow. "Oh, don't tell me you're one of those bigfoot hunters."

"Oh, not just them!" Buddy said proudly. "We bagged us some werewolves, vampires, ghosts, goblins, and even some'a dem grey aliens!"

"I KNEW you scored some alien heads!" Hailey said proudly. "Fucking Grant owes me twenty bucks! Said you were 'too dumb' to catch them!"

"Ha! Shows what he knows!" Buddy said.

Fortuna did not seem impressed. "So, let me get this straight: you go around finding mysteries and fantastic monsters, and you're first thought is to kill them? Isn't that poaching?"

"Wha-? No! Of course not! We're heroes!" Buddy shouted. "We're savin' people from these things!"

"Uh-huh," Fortuna said in a bored voice. "And you know these things are evil because...what? A few horror movies and comic books?"

Clara slammed her cards down. "I hate to interrupt this 'thrilling' conversation, but I got a straight flush!"

Fortuna smiled and lowered her own hands. "Royal flush, my dear."

Clara stared at Fortuna's hand before turning to see Hailey and Buddy grinning smugly at her. "Best out of three."

Grant gargled the water from the bottle that he poured over himself. "Why is this washing it off?!"

"I told you that it's not holy water!" Roxie shouted. "And I'm pretty sure Buddy spat dip into there!"

Grant spat the water out onto the street. "Goddammit! Why didn't you lead with that?!"

"I should suffer alone?!"

"Alone?! We've both been suffering through this whole night! Starting with me asking you and your dumbass partner for help!"

Roxie began to storm towards Grant but slipped and fell towards him. He opened his arms on instinct and caught his soaking wet partner in his arms. They both became aware that they were touching each other in a very awkward position. Roxie breasts heaved against her bra and pushed against Grant's bare chest while his cock stretched against his underwear and pressed against Roxie's panties.

Roxie suddenly pushed herself off Grant and coughed. "God, you fucking stink!"

"Hi there, pot. The name's kettle," Grant shot back.

The two stormed back to the van and climbed in the back, grabbing several weapons as they did so. Grant loaded a shotgun while Roxie tested the weight of two daggers.

"Hey," Grant said, "remember when you mocked me about wanting to stay in America for hunting? And I said how much easier it was to get into places without having these guns checked?"

Roxie tossed him a pistol while grabbing her own shotgun. "Broken clocks, I guess."

"The ritual?!" Mammo asked. "With him? Lucky bastard."

"What exactly is this ritual?" Charity asked.

"Oh, sweetie, our little mud bath is like a play date compared to this," Mammo teased. "I bet Lilith would be jealous."

"Okay, can someone explain to me what this ritual does?" Kyle asked. "And how it's more intimate than streaking around the city?"

Mammo opened her mouth, but Lucy held up her hand. "First thing's first: the pendant!"

"Oh, you mean this little thing?" Mammo reached inside her suit and pulled out her pendant: a yellow amulet with a large "G" scrawled on it. Lucy reached for it, but Mammo pulled it back. "Ah-ah-ah! I don't just give out the goods for free!"

"Are you shitting me?!" Lucy seethed. "My date and I are both naked, and all I have are my handbag, four pendants, and seventy bucks!"

"Pfft! That's your offer? You'll have to do better than that!" Mammo teased.

"Now Snuggle Bunny," Charity said in a soft voice, "we've been talking about how good it feels to give out of the kindness of our hearts."

"You're absolutely right," Mammo said. "So, these two should have no problem giving me a little something for my generosity."

A loud commotion suddenly came from outside the office. Mammo rolled her eyes and marched towards the door. "Oh, what is Fortuna doing this time?!"

Hailey sat in silence as Fortuna finished her story. She didn't even notice Clara beginning to undo her dress in the middle of the aisle. "So...this Lucy girl's your friend?"

"One of my best," Fortuna said. "Introduced me to Mammo and helped me get on my feet after people stopped worshipping me."

"But that's...she's the Devil!" Hailey argued. 'How do I know you're not helping her? Or that you got hypnotized, like that guy she's with?!"

"Fair enough, so let me ask you this," Fortuna said. "You've been walking around with no pants or shoes at a casino and a party filled with monsters and goddesses. If we were so dangerous, why aren't you or your big boy toy dead by now?"

Hailey looked back at the table in shame. "Geez...I feel like complete shit now."

Her focus wasn't even interrupted by Clara as she slammed the dress down on the poker table. Buddy, however, got distracted and turned to see the naked high roller in all her nude glory. Clara didn't even bother to cover herself, instead standing on her high heels with her hands on her hips, almost showing off her C-cup breasts and landing strip-style womanhood.

"Take a picture. It'll last longer," she snapped to Buddy.

"Sorry, honey," Buddy said, "but ah got eyes for one little lady here, and..."

Buddy trailed off as he noticed someone moving outside the window. Grant was standing in his underwear armed with a shotgun and with several knives strapped to his torso and legs.

"Ah shit!" He said. "They found us!"

Hailey turned around to see Grant waiting outside. "Oh crap! If he's here, so is Roxie!"

"More demon hunters?" Fortuna asked lazily.

Hailey turned to Buddy and grabbed his hand. "Look, Buddy, I know I don't know a lot here, but I think we made a terrible mistake! What if the Devil really isn't evil?! What if we've been hunting people who don't deserve it?!"

Buddy began to sweat so hard that his overalls were becoming stained. "Ah dunno, Miss Hailey. I mean, after everything we've done..."

"Okay, that's a big 'maybe,'" Hailey admitted. "But Grant is a total asshole, and so is Roxie! What if they hurt that guy she's with?! We didn't sign up to hurt people!"

Buddy rose to his feet so fast, his chair fell over. "Miss Hailey, we gotta save that poor man!"

Fortuna pointed at a door next to the stage. "Mammo's office is over there. Lucy and her date might be in there."

Hailey was about to take off when Buddy held her back. "Hold on there, Miss Hailey! Everyone's starin' at us! Ah can't sneak like skinny people! Roxie or Grant'll see us an charge in!"

Fortuna rose from her chair. "I'll help make a distraction for you to slip by. Go on and help your new friends."

"New friends?" Hailey repeated. "How do you know they'll trust us?"

"Let's just say that you have luck on your side."

With a snap of her fingers, Fortuna's dress vanished into gold dust. The second it was gone, she let out a loud cheer and began running through the aisles in her birthday suit. Men and women cheered and whistled at the streaking goddess.

"Don'chu worry, Miss Hailey. Ah still only got eyes for you," Buddy promised.

"Aw, your so sweet," Hailey said.

She grabbed his hand and raced for the office, towing the fat hillbilly behind her. Clara threw up her hands in annoyance as the dealer and the rest of the table focused on Fortuna's naked run.

"Well, if it's all the same with you," she said, grabbing her dress, "I think I'll put this back on."

Mammo peaked her head out the door of her office. "Oh, for the love of -!"

"Is Fortuna streaking again?!" Charity called.

"Yes," Mammo said with a groan. She ducked back inside and went to her desk, grabbing a large bottle of liquor. "How does she keep getting into these things?! She's a goddess of luck!"

"Maybe she likes showing off?" Kyle guessed. "I mean, that's how you two got together."

"We weren't 'showing off,'" Mammo said after downing a shot. "At least, not after the first few millennia."

Charity checked her watch. "This makes no sense. The strip show starts in a few minutes. Why wouldn't she wait if she wanted to participate?"

The door suddenly slammed open as Buddy and Hailey raced inside the room. Buddy blocked the door with his body while Hailey held up her hands for peace, allowing her shirt to ride up and exposed her naked lower half. "Please don't run! We just want to talk!"