I can always think of a reason to lie, but I follow your line of thought. Really, had this been any other place, no one would believe you, even if you outright said, "Hello, my name is Satan." Sometimes truths are just the trick. Or not the trick at all.
Now, I'm curious: there is someone here who claims ownership of Hell. He was a former roomie of mine! We had good times. I just find myself thinking on the phrase "too many chefs in the kitchen." Is there such a thing as too many devils in the underground bunker?