The Doctor's eyes were immediately drawn upward where lights projected upon the ceiling and walls shone stars that swirled in time with the bass. The serving staff were dressed in skimpy alien costumes, or sexy astronauts. Above the bar, there was a neon flying saucer with racing lights flashing, and the music played was technical.
The Doctor's grin grew larger and larger until he broke out into bold laughter while spreading his arms wide to welcome the sight. He then looked over his shoulder. "I love it! It's so ridiculous, it's brilliant! It's like.. it's like if you had a hell theme, and all the ladies were wearing those funny plastic horns and carried pitchforks!" he said, trying to make a comparison that Lucifer could appreciate. Not that he really truly believed that Lucifer was the Devil, just yet.
It was impossible to keep from moving with the music playing, and the Doctor quirked his body in a strange sort of 'Dad Dance' that was a mixture between the hand jive and the funky chicken.