Lucifer smiled up at the woman who walked over to take his order. Oh, she wasn't from this place at all. He could almost taste the indignation wafting off of her.
"Hello." He refrained from calling her dollface or sugar or anything else that might have raised her hackles more than they already were. The last thing he wanted was a self placed barrier to cross. He held his hand out to her, palm up. Not the invitation of a shake, but more along the era, once their hands met, he would place a kiss that barely touched. Decorum and all. "I'm Lucas. You would be? Forgive me, but I like to know the name of those who I interact with."
To answer the question she'd posed, Lucifer sat back in the chair, quite a nice chair, he thought. "I'm never quite sure what I want at these places. Any house specials you can tell me about?"