Lucifer watched you grow up. He waited and waited for a good opportunity to approach you without seeming like a creep. He had been doing this for years, just wanting a chance to ask you to be his beloved.

Lucifer pushed through the busy streets towards your home. Not that he needed to, there you were, right in front of him.

"Excuse me," he taps you on your shoulder, staring at you with his blue eyes. "You dropped your wallet a bit back."

He hands you the wallet that you supposedly 'dropped' and scans around. "If I may, do you know where the apartment building on Himmel Street is?"