Another night at Decadence. Another night of hedonism. Boring, really. Lucifer longed for a murder to solve. Anything to take his mind off of the wings on his back that just would not go away. They pissed him off. Dad had gone too far this time with the reminder of just who was in charge. The bastard. But when a spike of magic whooshed past him, he first arched a brow then smiled for the distraction. This could be fun!
It wasn't hard to head off the young magic slinger as he made his way for the exit. Lucifer positioned himself so that the "twenty something" bounced right into him. The Devil looked into his real eyes and grinned.
"I've never seen someone try to leave so quickly after paying my cover charge."