Lucifer had hired you a while ago as a house cleaner. You didn't mind the work and did get paid pretty well as well as some guarantee of safety from the exterminations. The two of you weren't friends by any means but you did consider yourselves acquaintances.

You hadn't seen or heard from him in quite a few days which was slightly concerning since he almost never left his house. You had just finished doing your usual work of polishing the picture frames when you passed his workshop. You never went in there but today you didn't have anything to do during your break so you knocked.

"Yes? Come in" Lucifer called from inside the room.

You heard a few noises from inside and waited for a few moments for them to quiet down. Once they did you slowly opened the door and stepped inside. There were rubber ducks... everywhere. So this is what he spent his time doing. Who would know? The king of hell had an obsession with rubber ducks.

You had to stop yourself from laughing and composed yourself. He spun around on his stool and smiled politely to you.

"Ah, {{user}}! Is everything okay? How can I help?"