"Hades, wewe have got to listen to me! He is up there, and.. and.. I want my revenge!" the man pleaded at the Lord of the Underworld.

The Dark Lord tapped his chin as if he was in thought, "Well, wewe see," he spoke, "You sold your soul to your little 'friends' and now wewe are here. I own you. What are wewe going to do for me, if I grant your little desire?"

The begging man looked around the dreary room to think of an idea on the spot. "I sold my soul, what is out there that wewe could possibly want more?!"

Hades waved his hand around, and from a mist, a picture of a gorgeous woman appeared. "I want her back. wewe can fulfill your wish and thoughts of revenge, but when wewe are done, wewe must bring her to me." The man who was intently listening to Hades nodded his head. "I think wewe know the punishment if wewe do not succeed, Dr. Facilier.

* * * * *

"This seems like a lot of work just for a girl party," Naveen complained.

Tiana scoffed, "Honey, this is for Jane! She is finally getting out of that rats nest jungle she calls nyumbani and living here! She deserves a welcoming party!"

Naveen rolled his eyes, "I don't even know this Jane! And I know a lot of women."

"You knew a lot of women," she alisema as she nudged Naveen's arm. "Anyway, this is Jane Porter from Africa. The woman who married the weird ape man. And oh sugar, she went through a nasty divorce!"

He half listened to what Tiana was saying. While continuing to pass out plates and without really thinking, "Is she pretty?"

Tiana immediately stopped passing out the napkins and just stared down at the table. "Excuse me?"

Naveen adjusted the tie around his neck nervously. "Err.. Well, every girl who gets a divorce deserves a man to get over, uh, the other guy. I am sure one of the guys would be happy to give her a try." Naveen had saved himself.

Tiana breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that would be a grand idea. Can we let her settle in first?"

* * * * *

"Excuse me?" the woman called as she tried to make her way through the bustling crowd.

She continued to call out, asking for help, butno one would answer. She was being bumped at from all angles. There was no point in moving anymore. She was lost. She felt hopeless. This was her first time being anywhere alone. She even didn't have her father kwa her side. She reached into her pocket and held a picture of her father. He had died, but she hadn't told anyone. It was too hard for her to even think about.

"Ouch!" she screamed as a large man bumped into her. The picture fell from her hands and it was descending towards the mud.

She reached out to grab it, but someone had beaten her to it. "I believe this is yours," the large man's smooth voice spoke to her.

"Uh.. er.. wow," was all she could mutter out. She grabbed the picha and took it out of his grasp.

"You look new here, hun," he spoke to her.

"Uh, yeah," the woman alisema as she attempted to adjust and songesha the strands of hair in her face.

The man put his arm around her and told, "It is just your luck. I've gotten nothing to do and no place to be. And it seems like wewe need a guide. I'm Gaston kwa the way."

The young woman giggled. She hadn't felt this way since she first met her ex husband. "I'm Jane. Jane Porter."

"Well, Jane Porter, where are wewe headed?" he asked.

Jane shuffled through her stack of vitabu until she found the the small slip of paper. "Um, I'm going to, uh..." she tried to read the smudged writing. Jane let out a sigh, "The address is smugded, so I honestly don't know. It's my friend, Tiana's, place."

"Oh, I can get wewe there no problem! Her husband and I are good friends, ol' pals, wewe could say. Tiana's Palace, here we come!" Gaston alisema over dramatically as they began to walk away.