Harp blushed in embarrassment. "Well, yes. It's the only movie I know. I'm new in town, I suppose." The cupid explained, though he was sure Bel understood it just fine. If he had seen a billboard advertising cake, then he would want to have cake. If he had seen one displaying a strip club, he would have been intrigued. It was a good thing angels lived in the human world- they were gullible customers and consumer. Most companies would die for people like that.

To Harp's slight disappointment, Bel pulled his arm free. The the demon surprised him by asking to be a bit more intimate. With a toothy grin, the angel agreed. "Uh, sure. But usually, you don't ask- you just do it!" Harp all but sang as he entwined his fingers with Bel's. The demon's hands were very warm. As he took one step at a time, Harp wondered what he would do. 

Life in the white world was so perfect. Everything was planned out, and nothing seemed to go wrong. The cupid couldn't stand it. It was the sam, every single day of his long life. Now, living on the edge, it was so exciting and new. With this demon he had taken under his spell, he could crush his opposition. Harp wondered if Bel knew of everyone he killed, or if he just did it. He was the first person Harp had shot, so it was rather exciting to see how long he arrow would last. 

Though they arrived at the movie theater, Harp didn't realize it and kept walking.