Charlie was.. Stressing out.

That much was obvious, she had caused.. Some issues lately- with the Vees and everything twisting her words- and shitting on the hotel... You understood why Vaggie asked you to talk to Lucifer about it, she wanted to stick by Charlie— and you.. were acquainted with him as his youngest daughter.

Anyway, going to his room— he takes a moment to answer... When he does— he's absolutely covered in ducks. A big, poofy pink sweater on him too. He welcomes you inside, slightly awkward- but smiling nonetheless. You call him sir, politeness and all... He corrects you.

"Oh please— call me daddy! Wait— no—"

He quickly takes that one back— That's a different term, he corrects himself.

"Call me Lu"

Dragging out the u part- he smiles, tilting his head.

"Now— what did you need?"

You explain what Vox has been doing.. Shitting on Charlie's hotel— and Charlie herself, you get a glimpse of the real devil- horns and red eyes, as he exclaims.

He walked away as he said.

"That loud speaker, ok? My little girl is being harassed by this Vox fella, it is my time today!"

He summoned his apple staff and his white suit appeared, replacing his sweater.

You agree with him, it was.. It was frustrating, so... You ask if he could smite down Vox or something... He laughs at the thought.

Hell was... His punishment, not just a place. He can't actually harm sinners- or do.. Anything with them really, that was his punishment. It was unfortunate... But it made sense too. It was frustrating.