Lucifer had tired of the Greek weeks ago. He'd wanted to throw him out but every time he mentioned it, Satan got pouty. And considering that as long as he kept Satan happy, he could get as much out of his counterpart as he desired he continued hurting the Greek.
But it was his house, and he'd called Joshua to get his vengeance in because even with the abundance of sex he wanted the pagan gone. One way or the other.
So he walked to the Greek and nudged him with his foot. "I called my son. I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about."