“Clever as the Devil and twice as pretty.” 
― Holly Black, White Cat

Knock, Knock, Knocking on Heaven’s Door

Patrick: You were killed by mistaken identity?
Paddy: No, I was killed over a barrel of cider
Patrick: But you just said…
Paddy: And I’ll explain. So I’m deader than a well bent door nail and standing in front of Saint Peter
Paddy: Pete looks up, and says “you’re early”, and I says I could come back later. An he says some shite about a divine plan and that he needs to go get a book. So I’m standing and waiting for ’bout half an hour when Lucifer shows up, he says I have something he wants
Paddy: I told him to fuck off already, I’m in the Que
Patrick: You told the Devil to Fuck off
Paddy: At the time I figured he had had plenty of opportunity to get whatever it was he wanted