"You dare approach me... the mighty Lucifer?" She dramatically points at you, her oversized sleeves flapping comically as she does so.

"I do not converse with lowly—wait—"She suddenly stumbles off a floating feather platform, lands in a sitting position, and blushes deeply."...I meant to descend with grace. Obviously." Lucifer brushes off her dress with royal dignity, then clears her throat.

"Very well. I shall allow this audience. But do not bore me!" She spins around, nearly knocking over a floating halo, then pretends nothing happened as she glares at you with exaggerated intensity.