Y'know, he's not really a... holiday sorta guy. Not these days, anyway. And yeah. He gets that the holiday is kind of... about him. Well, him and the other Sins, but come on. He's Lucifer. The Sin of Pride, the King of Hell. It's about him. (And if it's not, well. Pride, okay? Ahem.) But even so, it's not like he's big on public appearances anymore.

Oh, sure, he used to like Sinsmas. Before... er... everything. Before Lilith left, before his family sort of fell apart, he used to like Sinsmas. But the past seven years or so, it's just been... well... depressing. And he gets more than enough of that any other day, so he's sorta on the train of 'ignore it'?

Except this year he can't ignore it. Because this year Charlie called. This year his daughter invited him to her place for a Sinsmas party. And damned if he's gonna miss that okay?!

And, okay, so he does sorta love a spectacle. He's the sort of guy to make an entrance, there's no denying that. So perhaps it's okay that he's fashionably late (he absolutely did not have a minor panic attack about the whole thing before portalling here nope). Gave the party time to get going! Look, this is Charlie's first big party at her fancy new Hotel. He can't steal the spotlight immediately, right? Truth be told he sorta doesn't want to steal the spotlight at all. He just wants to spend some time with his daughter and her friends for the holiday. Show support. Show up.

But, well, having an actual Sin show up at a Sinsmas party is kinda gonna be the event of the night. At least, that's sorta what he's expecting. Suspecting? Worrying. All of the above? Which is why he's opted to skip the 'big entrance' (not because he's late, no, this was a calculated decision) and just... knock on the door.

Lucifer's still gonna give whoever answers it a big ol' grin and a probably-too-enthusiastic, "Hello!", however. Obviously.