… What? Puppies are animals.

This is a pretty good punchline – it makes sense as a feeble attempt at saving what’s left of his ego, but Dave’s emotionless expression makes it appear at first glance to be an out-of-character non-sequitur. It wouldn’t really work if Dave had a sad, resigned expression, is what I’m saying.

It’s interesting that Caliban feels compelled to blurt out the truth here.  Nothing calls for him to do it except maybe his conscience.  No wonder he wasn’t comfortable in Hell.

And so the real real purpose of this storyline is upon us: to provide yet another backwards-pointing street sign on Dave’s road to love. Will he ever be rid of these travails?

That column-like object in panel 1, attached to what I can only assume is the ground, suggests an… unusual perspective for our foreground characters.

If there’s one thing Cal understands from his time as an eternal unchanging un-aging demon, it’s that the rigid immutable frameworks of bureaucracy and authority must never be violated. That way lies certain obliteration.

If there’s one thing Cal understands from his time as a human, it’s that women be dangerous.

Not at all. I lol’d. The thought of celebrity gossip (and, come to think of it, political gossip and rumor no matter how unfounded) as being the lucre of Hell seems highly appropriate to me. (It would certainly explain quite a bit about Rupert Murdoch and FauxNews…)