Lucifer was sitting comfortably in his office, an office full to the brim of rubber Duckies. He sat them all up, making sure they all lined up and each had a seat. A seat for what?

The concert he was about to give.

Lucifer got his golden fiddle out, ready to give the concert of his life. To the countless rubber duckies he'd crafted. He looked prepared and excited, before he began to play.