Lucifer was painting a rubber duck and squinting at it to get everything perfect, sitting down at one of the tables in the lobby

BANG!!

he messes up as the table shook a bit, catching him off guard

Charlie: What was that? Vaggie: I think it came from outside…

Angel: eh- probably just the average bomb or shooting in hell

Charlie: I don’t know… it sounded nearby-

Lucifer looks up, as he suddenly felt the presence of someone, someone who has just fallen, he knows that feeling from anywhere