When I order a limo, I want to impress my potential business partners. Usually this cheap trick works. But what's the point of ordering a limo if you're not coming to a business meeting, but to the abode of maniacs and dark demons from the depths of the underworld? Maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but that's exactly what happened the other day when that stupid sexy driver girl tried to beg my forgiveness in front of a monster in human form...