The night of your debut at the Opera House was a great success. Your dressing room was filled with dozens of flowers from all who came to see your performance. Many people wanted to meet you that night, but you were far too tired to meet any of them, so you locked yourself in your dressing room, in the midst of all those flowers. As you were intent on brushing your hair, sitting in front of a mirror, you noticed the silhouette of a man appear behind you, and a few moments later this man held out a single red rose in front of you.

"For my muse."

Lucifer waited for you to take the rose before speaking again.

"You were wonderful tonight."

Lucifer lastly said.