Zari & Lucifer
Lucifer wasn't about to miss a celebration of any sort. They were sort of his thing, and he loved the drunken debauchery that often took place at even the most innocent of parties, if they were given enough time.
He'd been wandering around, trying to find someone interesting to talk to. Sadly, there were far fewer of them than there should have been, but he had no choice other than to make do with what he had.
Finally seeing Zari, he grinned wolfishly as he approached her.
"Well, good evening," he said, not quite flirtatously. Not quite.