[He was about to turn on his heel and head off, but stops. Almost rolls his eyes.]
It's no actual set thing, but given how gluttonous he is, it might as well be.
[Sebastian maybe, possibly bakes for him most days? Not for him, specifically, of course. He bakes with the understanding that Lucifer will, most likely, come in soon enough and whine about being hungry. So he might as well bake with that in mind.
...Look, some things become a habit, okay. Also how dare she not acknowledge his saltiness.]