[Lucifer took another moment to look at the bottle, setting it down and reaching into his pocket. He pulled out two hundred, passing it over without a second thought. It was only money after all. Money was supposed to get things, and now he had things. Much better than silly currency.]

You're welcome to it. And I won't even ask to watch; but I can't promise Maze isn't lurking around somewhere. She's quiet when she wants to be.

[He picked up all the bottles and went over to the wet bar, setting them in with the others he had before he pulled up one of the scotches, opening it and taking a sniff before pouring a glass.]

Well? Go on, then. Clean up and you can sit and have a drink with me and tell me all about yourself.