"Zen as fuck," Little John agreed, and pulled the car smoothly into a reverse park, assuming they might have to leave in a hurry. He passed the spare car key to Robin, so whoever was first back to the vehicle could get it started, then quietly slipped out into the night and just as quietly closed the door of the car. "You leadin' the way?" he asked, voice a low murmur. It didn't feel like any great evil was shining out from the inside, like Little John imagined Lucifer would feel. Here was to hope that Rob's reading of his character was accurate, and he wasn't sticking round to wait for them.