Strong handshake though he expected nothing less. For someone who went against the Devil in his own world or at the very least crossing paths, he certainly didn't expect a meek little human. "Excellent. I was about to insist on you calling me Lucifer as I find 'mr' a bit strange even after all this time."
Lucifer settled back in his seat, arms resting across the back of the booth again. "And this is actually the quieter time of day, when we first open. People find they can come, let down their guard, be themselves and explore desires. Lux strives to be an accepting atmosphere. However, I will not accept harassment and violence, which is where you'll come in."
He leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "Have you been shot before?" he asked bluntly, head tilting slightly.