Lucifer shrugged slightly and shook his head. "I can be whatever I want, Sam. I have to say, though. My favorite meat suit is definatly you." He nodded in agreement with himself for a moment before he appeared behind Sam, without prior warning.
The archangel wrapped his arms around Sam, breathing into the back of his neck for a moment. "So, tell me, Sam. What do you remember from downstairs?" It was a genuine question, in fact. Lucifer honestly wanted to know everything Sam rememebered before he took the hunter for his own.