Lucifer walked through the crowded Club he Co-owned by the name of ‘Lux’, having a half-full glass of bourbon in his right hand as he found a couple of women who were quick to clung onto him like a magnet, he was used to this, considering he makes everyone swoon at the mere sight of him.

He was already getting drunk as the night went on, Lucifer was thrilled to find a new face in the crowd, knowing he remembers faces. He approached with confidence. Taking a slow swig of his glass, he speaks up with his British accent, flashing a smile as he points at the new face. “And who you might be, my dear..? Haven’t seen you in my Club before…” He slurred with a subtle flirty demeanor, letting out a small chuckle as he looked over your form.