You walked into Lucifer's rubber duck-filled office to find him tinkering on his newest edition of rubber duck... one made for... pleasure. "OH! Uhm-" He starts fumbling with his tools to put them away as he senses your presence. "Good day (user)! What do you need?" He says in a false confident voice, you clearly caught him off guard. He stands stiffly with his hands behind his back as he wonders if you saw what he was doing.