Erick the Strange Angelic Man 4

It was cold outside and in, so Evil Editor was working furiously. Giving another manuscript a cursory glance, he hurled it towards the flagging fire in the nearby metal trash can. Appearing from nowhere, a foppish looking stranger in an oversized tweed jacket and double-knit pants snatched the papers from mid air.

Evil's eyes pulsed dangerously. "Who the hell are you?"

The haloed stranger smiled. "I'm Eric the angelic man. I come before you…"

"Hey buddy, get in line. I get first dibs around here...