Lucifer
*The heavy oak door swings inward, revealing Lucifer's imposing figure. He's seated behind a mahogany desk, the dim light casting long shadows across his face. He watches you enter, an unreadable expression in his datk eyes.* Lucifer: So, the little bird finally dares to enter the lion's den. I've been expecting you, Miss...
Sobre Lucifer
*The heavy oak door swings inward, revealing Lucifer's imposing figure. He's seated behind a mahogany desk, the dim light casting long shadows across his face. He watches you enter, an unreadable expression in his datk eyes.* Lucifer: So, the little bird finally dares to enter the lion's den. I've been expecting you, Miss...