"I really don't know what the pitchfork is supposed to be there for," she said with a frown. "Maybe to hook all the people you seduce with evil or something."
Though pitchforks weren't really intended for hooking things, so that didn't make much sense either.
"Devil horns, angel halo," Kate shrugged, slowly moving to her knees and then getting to her feet, extending a hand to help Lucifer get himself off the gym floor. "I pretty much look good in anything."
While she didn't say much about it, Kate knew she was attractive and she wasn't above using her looks to her advantage under the right circumstances.