He wanted to fuck with her. And since she was unarmed and alone, that was exactly what he was going to do. Ever since choking on a goddamn bagel and then being shown up by Santa Claus, Lucifer's pride was not just wounded, it was shattered. He was going to get back to what he was best at. Fucking with the Christians.
He jumped down from the wall and started circling her, slowly, like a smirking shark. "Just a conversation, that's all." He wasn't going to show his hand too quickly.