They run

"... Run." Lucy simply said as she and Kyle ran off into the night and away from the stunned demon hunters.

"Hey! That's The Devil!" Hailey shouted as she and Buddy gave chase. A minute later, the two came to a stop as Lucy and Kyle disappeared into an alley. "Darn it! We lost them!"

"Maybe not." Buddy said, looking over to see his van that Roxie had parked nearby. "Those two left mah van here," he looked inside through the window, "and it looks like Roxie left the keys in there."

"And she calls us the dumb ones?" Hailey asked with a laugh.

After finally sobering up from the ambrosia, Roxie and Grant stormed through the winery and out the front doors, soaking wet and burning in both anger and humiliation as they made their way towards the van in just their socks, shoes, and underwear.

"I... Have never been so humiliated in my entire life!" Roxie spat angrily. "You know, at first this was about the money. But now? That Devil made it personal!"

"Finally! Something we can agree on!" Grant replied as they came to the parking lot. The two stopped for a moment as they noticed something was missing. "Where the hell is the car?!"

"It was right here!"

"I know where it was! Where is it now?!"

"Crap! If they're in your pants pocket still, that means we have to go back in there!" Roxie groaned.

"... Wait. You mean you didn't bring them in with you?"

"Do you see any pockets on me?!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"... Crap!" They both said simultaneously.

"'The Pot O' Greed'?" Kyle read in disbelief as he looked up at the neon sign of the casino from across the street. "It's cliche enough that the demon lord of greed owns a casino, but isn't that a little on the nose?"

"Mammo always had this idea that hiding in plain sight would be the best way to hide." Lucy replied with a shrug, "I mean, granted, it worked until those demon hunters somehow found me, but still."

"It just kinda sounds like she wasn't even trying to be honest." Kyle said as they crossed the street and entered the casino.

Once inside, it almost felt like the two were transported to an actual Las Vegas casino with all the bells and whistles. Slot machines, buffets, bars, statues, roulette wheels, fountains, elevators that lead up to hotel rooms; there was even a massive lounge where an Irish woman with flowing red hair and dressed in an emerald sequin gown was singing before a massive audience.

"Wow." Kyle said in awe as the two ducked behind a pillar wide enough to hide them both. "This place spared no expense."

"Yeah..." Lucy replied skeptically, "And that really doesn't sound like Mammo."

Up on stage, the Irish woman finished her song as she took a bow, the audience roaring in applause and cheering. From the left of the stage, a dark skinned woman in a long red cocktail dress came up to the microphone just as the redhead left the stage.

"Let's give it up for Morrigan, everybody!" The ebony beauty cheered, clapping along with the audience. Once the cheers died down, she said, "She'll be back later tonight. But right now, I'd like to take this moment to thank all you wonderful people for coming out tonight to The Pot O' Greed! And as a reminder, I'd like everyone to know that ninety-five percent of all profits go straight to..."

"Charity!" Lucy growled angrily, glaring at the woman on stage. "No wonder this place looks more like something out of Vegas than Reno! She must have done something to Mammo!"

"Uh..."

"Right, mortal." Lucy said before clearing her throat to explain. "Okay, when we fell to Earth, we started spreading sin around to humanity; which again, sorry about that. In retaliation, Dad sent down seven virtues to combat us every step of the way. They were just as big of jerks towards us as we were towards them, but Mammo and Charity may as well have been mortal enemies with the way they bullied each other. Once, that bitch stole Mammo's clothes while she was bathing in the river and gave them to a homeless woman, and she had to streak back to her place. And trust me, if you think this is bad, then, demon lord or not, you do not want to be a streaker in The Middle East during the second century."

"Well, if this Mammo is as greedy as your implying, wouldn't it make sense that she sold it to Charity?" Kyle asked.

"No, because Mammo would rather jump into an active volcano then sell anything to her!" Lucy exclaimed, "That means she did something to her! And if she took over the casino, who knows what she did with Mammon's amulet?! C'mon!"

With that, Kyle and Lucy snuck through a door that led to the backstage...

Just as Hailey and Buddy entered the casino.

"You know, I've been thinking." Roxie said as she and Grant walked down the street. "And before you even say anything, hear me out! Maybe we're going about this the wrong way. You said you splashed her with enough holy water to render her mortal, right?"

"Yeah." Grant replied, "So what?"

"So, what if she now has the durability of a mortal now and can be killed through conventional methods?" Roxie finished.

"I... Huh. That's actually a good point." Grant replied. Half a second later, he asked, "Wait, what if she doesn't?"

"It's a fifty-fifty shot, yes, but one with a chance of working before she does who knows what with that guy!"

Grant was just about to say something when he looked up and saw Buddy's van parked outside the casino. "What do you think they're doing there?"

"Either those two easily distracted idiots are gambling away what's left of Buddy's clothes," Roxie said before donning a wolfish grin, "or they led us right to the target."

"This place is huge! How the hell are we gonna find that there Devil?" Buddy groaned as he and Hailey searched around. Coming up to a woman at a poker table, he asked, "Pardon, Ma'am? But have ya'll seen a -"

"The buffet is over there, Tubbo." The woman replied as she laid down her cards. "Five aces! I win again. That's ninety-nine in a row."

"Why you little bitch! I'm gonna -" Hailey growled as Buddy dragged her away.

"Easy there, Ms. Hailey." Buddy said, trying to calm the woman down. "We got more important things ta be doin'."

"Yeah, you should listen to your boyfriend, Honey." The Woman said, "I mean, if you can process anything with that walnut in your skull."

"Listen here, ya little harlot!" Buddy practically roared, slamming his hands on the table as he glared angrily at the woman. "Ah don't rightly know who the hell ya think ya'll are, but I will not tolerate anybody insultin' Ms. Hailey any more!"

"Is there a problem?"

The three looked up to see a woman with olive skin and brunette hair sitting down across from the first woman.

"Nothing that concerns my next victim, but I seemed to have triggered Jabba the Hutt and The Meathead here." The Woman said with a smirk as Buddy and Hailey glared at her.

"Well, sounds to me like you're being a bad winner." The Brunette said as the dealer delt the cards. A smile came to her face as she said, "I know. Why don't we make this game interesting? If you win, I go streaking through the casino. If I win, you give this nice young woman your dress. Deal?"

"Well that's rather nice of you..." Hailey commented.

"My dress?" The woman asked with a laugh. "Yeah right! I'm not betting that! I'm not even wearing panties under this."

"Well, if your too chicken -"

"Hold it! Nobody calls Clara Del Roux a chicken and gets away with it!" Clara spat, "You're on! What's your name anyway?!"

"Oh, how rude of me. My name's Fortuna."

Morrigan leaned against a pillar as she took in the night air, a smile on her face. Her smile faltered as she eyed the underwear clad Grant and Roxie dart down an alleyway next to the casino. A look of suspicion on her face, the Irish woman looked around before walking towards the alleyway...

Before turning into a cat and scampering forward, stopping at the mouth of the alley.

"So, what's the plan here?" Grant asked.

"It's simple." Roxie explained, both unaware of the shape shifting Irish Goddess eves dropping. "First we break into Buddy's van and grab some of the many conventional weapons we have for other monster hunting. Then, we wait at both the front and back entrance of the casino for them to sneak out of either one. Once The Devil sneaks out, we grab her, take her out, save her victim, and collect the money."

Morrigan let out a low growl as she realized she was looking at demon hunters. An idea coming to her head, she slinked into the alleyway as she began to take on a much larger form.

"Any questions?" Roxie asked with a smug grin.

Grant looked behind his rival turned partner as his eyes widened in terror. "Uh, how bad would you smell if you were sprayed by a skunk the size of a killer whale?"

Roxie's smile turned into an annoyed frown. "Do you have any relevant and serious questions?"

When Grant merely pointed behind her, Roxie rolled her eyes and turned on her heels... Her eyes going wide in horror at the orca sized skunk looking over it's shoulder at them, hissing angrily as it's massive bushy tail shot skyward.

"This is gonna suck..." Roxie whimpered.

A homeless man on the other side of the alley yelped as a miniature tidal wave of foul smelling, yellow liquid shot out of the alleyway before a crow flew out and over the buildings back towards the casino, the man just narrowly dodging the smelly substance as it ran down into a sewage drain.

"Ew! Ew! Ewwww! It's in my hair! IT'S IN MY HAIR!"

"Your hair?! Bitch, my eyes burn!"

"Mine too, dumbass! But do you know how hard it's gonna be to get this out of my hair?!"

The homeless man blinked before looking down at his whisky bottle, pouring the contents onto the ground as he held his nose in disgust.

"Let's see, given the cost of entry and for the food, drink, and entertainment... Hmm... Cary the six..." Charity muttered to herself as she looked over and crunched the numbers.

"Hello, Charity."

Charity looked up to see Lucy and Kyle standing in front of her, friendly smile coming to the virtue's face. "Lucy! It's so wonderful to see you again. And this must be the mortal I've heard so much about from Mammo. My, he's - " she blushed as she finally realized that both were naked, "Oh! Well, Our Lord was certainly charitable with him, now wasn't he?"

Kyle blushed, but couldn't help but feel a little prideful. The Devil herself, three demon lords, and now a virtue had found him attractive in one night.

"Why are you two naked anyway? Would you like me to get you some -"

"Cut the crap, Charity!" Lucy spat as she got into the virtue's face. "How did you take over Mammo's casino?! What have you done with my friend?!"

"'Take over'?" Charity asked in confusion. "I haven't taken over The Pot O' Greed. Mammo and I both run it, splitting everything fifty-fifty. I thought -"

Lucy grabbed Charity by her dress and pinned her to the wall angrily. "Do I have the word 'Stupid' written across my forehead? I know the history you two have, and Mammon would never work with an over pompous bitch like you! Or maybe you forgot about her little streak through the desert because of you? So, let's try this again: Where the hell is Mammo?!"

"Hey, Babe. I was crunching the numbers, and I - LUCY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

The three turned to see a stout looking woman with orange hair in a three piece suit looking on in horror before racing forward and separating the two. "Lucy! What were you -"

"Wait. Did you just call Charity 'Babe'?" Lucy asked in shock.

Charity blinked for a bit before giving off a cute pout and turning to Mammo. "Snuggle Bunny. I thought you said you told your friends about us."

"Uh... 'Snuggle Bunny'?" Kyle asked in confusion.

"Charity. We agreed no 'Snuggle Bunny' in public..." Mammo said through her teeth, her face glowing red.

"'Babe'? 'Snuggle Bunny'?! What the hell is -" Lucy began, only to finally connect the dots with a look of shock on her face. "Wait, wait, wait, wait. You and... You're dating Charity?!"

"... Wow. You really didn't tell them about us, did you?" Charity said with a slight look of hurt. Turning to Lucy, she said, "No, we're not dating. I am her wife, and we have been happily married for the past fifteen years."

As Charity held up her hand, Lucy went wide eyed as she finally noticed the ring on the virtue's finger with a diamond the size of a walnut.