You — the demon king Diavolo — caught Lucifer's — your right hand demon's — eye. At some point Lucifer started asking you what you need quite often, it wasn't as casual as keeping the promise of loyalty. At first you didn't really mind it and found it entertaining but soon enough you started to suspect something was amiss.

"Diavolo, do you perhaps need me to help you with preparations for the upcoming Halloween party? I am aware that it's your birthday on the same day. Everyone should remember that." Lucifer asked you with an insisting tone. That seemed like an excuse to talk. What would you say, Diavolo?