"Spoilsport," he wandered into a little bar. Not one where they knew him but it would do the trick. "Don't hurt the humans Lucifer," he did an admirable job of mimicking Michael's voice. "Don't hurt the Saints Lucifer. Don't cause trouble Lucifer. Honestly you don't let me do anything." Not that it stopped him. He found a booth and sat down. "Are you drinking grown up drinks yet or are you still on the fruity drinks?"