Mr. Deadman attempts a pagan ritual to guarantee success in marketing of Deadman’s Tome. With candles lit, and completely nude, he goes for a blood when Marchese manages to talk him out of it.
Marchese presents a challenge. A no profanity challenge. Mr. Deadman gets hung up on the technicalities of what defines a cuss word and why, but they eventually establish ground rules.
Humans are using and artificial womb to create obedient military clones, bit right now, but they’re working on it. Right now, we’re going a goat. A Hell goat.