Just because something is missing, doesn't mean you can't negotiate away your rights to it. You and the scorpion offer up the perfect beat with the note that heaven's management has to find it first. Well, turns out, if anyone can find it, it's the hosts of angels. Much faster than you two could have expected, the beat is located and brought into the negotiation room. As the beat is played, all of heaven stops to listen. It is, indeed, perfect. It's like this beat has always existed just outside reality and all of creation has just led up to its reveal, and now, through this unlikely chain of events, as the beat is played throughout heaven, it transcends through all space-time and into the afterlife. Both the universe and everything outside it are now synchronized in a single pulse. Time itself stops. All is in sync in the now and always-will-have-been. All is perfect.