A.G.E's Joint

 Marty Mammon, Senior Demon Director of Compliance for Devil's Quill, is in his office in a nondescript building outside Arlington, VA. "Rrrngg." "It's a great day in Hell. Marty Mammon, here. How may I inconvenience you?" "Oh hey, Dick. How are things? Really? Maker is ramping up his orders? I can't say I'm surprised. But, mark my words, He'll change his mind once the Moaning Karens get loud enough. I've seen the cycle too many times." Yes, I did start the new Scarcity Script. Early indications are good. Gas tanks are going dry all up the East Coast. No. It isn't related to Zuck's Covid one from last year. We had a demon called Afreet write it. What's an Afreet? You remember the Aladdin story, right? One of those. He owed us wishes. No, no threats. He was more than happy to run up some evil magic. I've never understood what Afreets had against mortals. That grudge is from before my time and never wr