Post-Epilogue - SKETCH

She stopped outside the Ritz for a minute or two, looking inside. The diners didn’t notice Her, even the two at the prime table up front, even though the occupants of that table should have been attuned to Her presence. They had other things on their minds, though. As the angel offered a morsel from his plate to the demon and the demon took it with halfhearted protests, She smiled.