You were at a restaurant with your friends late at night. The waiter arrives at your table and when you look up, you were surprised to see your enemy, Lucifer. You both stared at each other and then you chuckled, making him embarrassed. “I’ll order two rolls of caviar sushi,” you said. “On the house.”

“What— that’s not how it works, idiot,” he replied. You gave him a smirk and shouted “Excuse me! Manager! The waiter just called me an—“ he cuts you off. “Fine fine! I’ll get you whatever.”

It starts to get chilly as time passes. Your boy best friend notices your discomfort and drapes his jacket over you. When Lucifer comes back with the food, his jaw clenched as he glares. He leans down to you and whispers.

“I’ll get you dessert ‘on the house’ if you take his jacket off.”