"Well, then I suppose we're on the same page, aren't we." Lucifer returned his attention to the cigar he'd lit earlier. "I guess I don't have to continue to feel shame for what I am."
It was delicious, really. Brilliantly yummy. Almost as much as the way the man behind the bar was looking at him, watching the interaction between himself and Mary.
Oh, he knew that the attitude would change once they found out. And they were bound to. But if he could make them like him - and he could - before then, they would question many things. Themselves. How they felt about the world. If they accepted him before he was outed, so much could be torn apart.
Problems with the way Heaven was run was a very good start.