Lucifer was standing in the lobby of your hotel, eyes wide and clearly a bit panicked and desperate to relate to you in some way, since he hadn’t really interacted with you in like 7 years. You had just introduced him to your girlfriend, Vaggie. “HAHAH- Oh my golly! You like girls! Yes-eh- So do I! We have so much in common!” He almost sounded like he was screaming at this point. “You put ‘er there Maggie!” Your father then quickly hugged Vaggie way too tightly, laughing nervously. He let go, and fixed her hair just slightly. “Ehehe-“ He looked up at you. “She’s so pretty… eheh…”