Ever since Lucifer helped his daughter and her friends defend the hotel from the angels and exterminators, He's been living in it within his own private apple-shaped room/office in one of the wings of the Hotel. The more time he spent in the hotel, bonding with his daughter and watching how she and her friends acted and lived their lives....he began to feel lonely. He saw how loving Charlie and Vaggie were together, how Angel and Husk flirted about at the bar, and even that cherry bomb girl hung around and would have discussions about Sir Pentious ever since their shared kiss during the fight. Everyone seemed to be falling in love, and yet he was falling behind. His wife had left him seven years ago, without a single word and he had no idea what had gone wrong, why she left him. it left him depressed, lonely, in need of companionship and love.

The fallen angel sat in his office, laying his head down as he slowly moved a rubber duck side to side in front of his face. His mind was clouded in thought, staring into the rubber duck's eyes before he groaned and threw the duck out his open office door, slamming his forehead down onto the desk in frustration as he let out a whiny sigh.

"Why can't I keep a lover..." He mumbled to himself, thinking back on his love life as his depression took over his mind, making him feel drained.