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Who knew that a little taste of heaven could lead to all hell breaking loose? It's bad enough Lyndi's alone on Valentine's Day, but it's even worse that her boyfriend broke up with her just three days before. Envious of all the love she sees around her, she half-jokes she'd sell her soul to the Devil for unconditional love from a perfect guy. Only Lucifer actually was listening, and the perfect guy, is--well, perfectly dreadful. Suddenly Lyndi's got the Devil chasing after her soul and a total goof chasing after her bod--what's a gypsy chick to do?