Who: Wrath, Satan Where: Somewhere outside Patrick and George's apartment. When: Tuesday What: Hi there!
Satan was a creature of patience, when he wanted to be. His Sins needed punishing, and it was better to start sooner rather than later. It would allow time for them to fall into a false sense of security.
He decided to start with the Sin he was least irritated at, which was amusingly ironic on several levels. Wrath was the cause of all of this, and yet she'd been a good little minion and scurried in for her punishment. It was her siblings that had launched a rebellion. So really, this wouldn't be more than a proverbial swat on the nose with a newspaper. A friendly warning.
(The fact that Wrath's actions were what brought Michael back to life was also a factor, one Satan was certainly not going to mention.)
So he waited outside the apartment of Saint George and Patrick. One of them had to come out at some point. Lucky him, the first one out was his target herself.
He waited until she was a few feet down the sidewalk (too far to scream for help) before he fell into step beside her.