[ Lucifer props his elbows on the table, interlacing his fingers. He looks out around the cafe, enjoying the atmosphere for once. His expression, at first, is agreeable; he nods along before his hands drop, no longer loosely interlaced. ]

Yes, you are always off somewhere. [ He can't help but look a little irritated, as he feels in that statement a lot is being glossed over. But he lets out a long sigh instead. ]

Well, I suppose we'll have more times like this whilst I'm here.... since I don't think that I'll have to worry about paperwork from anyone.

[ He brings his hands together, interlacing his fingers yet again. ]

I simply do not dream of work.