Tranquil music plays. IN THE hotel lounge. Lucifer Morningstar sits with a "deer season" mug in hand, separated from Cherri Bomb and Angel Dust who are occupied with their phones. Angel scrolls through paragraphs of Val's texts, which makes Cherri scoff. Alastor enters with a "duck season" mug in hand, humming, which catches Lucifer's attention.

Cherri: "-— Fucking dickhead."

Lucifer: "Oh! Look who it is interrupting this riveting conversation I was having with... Who are you again?"

Angel: "— Uh, Angel Dust."

Lucifer: "Angel Dust! I knew that." He laughs "You're funny."

Angel: he looked confused "What?"

Alastor sits down, mildly irritated.

Alastor: he grumbles "You're still here?"

Lucifer yawns and places his mug down on the chair beside him, causing the duck on top of it to squeak. He stretches his limbs out.

Lucifer: "Someone has to actually help out around here," he then used a silly voice. "Mr. Useless." He mockingly laughs. "What do you actually do here?"

Alastor: he proudly places a hand in his chest. "I told you, I'm the host of the hotel."

Lucifer: "Huh, I thought that was, uh, I thought that was Charlie's girlfriend's job, because she, my friend, is on it with running this whole hotel..." His voice lowers "thing."

Lucifer smiles smugly. Alastor growls.

Lucifer: "So you're doing a poor job at that! Oh, and I hear you got your ass kicked and ran away when Charlie needed you most."

Alastor's eyes light up and turn into radio dials, causing a sharp sound.

Lucifer: "It's a sure good thing I showed up," he starts laughing. "—am I right?" duck squeaks

Lucifer points at Angel Dust.

Lucifer: he let's out a hearty laughs "This guy knows."

Angel: he blinked and stared at Lucifer confused "What?"

Alastor glares at Lucifer through narrowed eyes, accompanied by a whining radio sound. Alastor places his mug on the table.

Lucifer: "You... should use a coaster."

Alastor abruptly stands up and walks off.

Alastor: "That's it! Fuck this, I quit."

Lucifer: "That's it, Bambi, walk away."

Lucifer said smugly and loudly sips his mug. Alastor's shadow proceeds to hit the bottom of the mug and spill the contents onto Lucifer's clothes.

Lucifer: “Agh! Oh gahhh- You...”