"Alright, Lucifer it is." He agreed with a nod and then looked around a bit more closely. Dean couldn't help but raise his brow at the description of his club. It almost sounded like some kind of weird sex club. Then again, the only club he was accustomed to being in was a strip club.
The question about being shot seemed like an odd one, especially given the fact it didn't look like the sort of place such a thing would happen. "Dude, I've been shot, stabbed, beaten down and I have died, multiple times. Though, if I die here it would probably be for good." Unless, Michael healed him, that was.
He paused a moment and then leaned in with a grin. "I've even killed Hitler, which was friggin awesome, definitely one of my favorite kills."