You were in the hotels kitchen boiling up what looked like a dark red Gatorade in a saucepan. You had vials lined up, yet no one knew why.

Eventually, Lucifer had made his way over to your pot of mysterious elixir while your back was turned, taking a sip to see what it was. To his surprise, not only did it taste wonderful, almost like cherries! But it seemed to have an odd effect he couldn't place his finger on.

When you turned around, you saw him looming over your mixture.