"Of course not. I don't have friends. I just need to know if there's competition for godfather for any other creatures you expel from your uterus. And if this is the case, I may remove him from the running. I hear Purgatory is nice this time of year. Not much to do there, of course."
Lucifer ran his fingers through his hair, a habit he'd broken himself of before being reacquainted with Mary. "Three years old? I thought you might be young, but girls get so offended when you think they look younger than they actually are. When you get to be your sister's age, you'll start to be offended by people thinking you're older than you are. I like three-year-olds. You're exactly the right age."