Lucifer Morningstar

"No me knows me like me."

"... I need a drink."

"Ugh, fine, I'll go to the damn therapy sessions and take the bird with me if you go and actually vent too."

"... Charlie..."

"Mmm, there's a lot of good drinks."

"... Some won't admit they need it though."

"... Mmm, though, I'm still unsure about it. There's a lot that I still have a problem with. I do a lot of thinking quietly with tea."

"..."

"... Someone who won't go blabbing to the news. Yes."

"... I'd rather have myself a confidant than someone who is... well... let's be fair, they'd throw that whole 'I WORK WITH THE KING' thing around and probably sell the information to the highest bidder."

"... Go to therapy or I'm telling your father.'

"... I doubt it. I'd rather vent not as... open as Charlie's sessions. I have to.... maintain some decorum."

"... I am absolutely fine. I've accepted that my father is an imperfect asshole and I did the right thing."

"... I'm fine."

"... I swear, a lot of you need therapy."

((Is it time to throw Lucifer and Toko at her?))

"You seem troubled... Would you like to go to Sloth and have a spa day in the future? I mean... After recent events, we could use that for sure."

He's handing her a cup to drink.

"Take a sip, it's good. Apple Cinnamon."

"Probably for the best, young Prince."

"... It's worth a shot."

He's already manifesting the tea.

"Yes. You do."

"Charlie... you need to sit down, have a nice glass of tea or something else soothing."

"... I have not been thrown out the window.

I just don't want to be.

I'd prefer to be the one doing defenestration."

"I've learned! It was an adjustment for sure, but I'm doing better!"

"We'll cause enough chaos when we go there anyways."

"... It's not theft, it's fine. It was just Ozzie and my Daughter."

"Oh, I'm getting it back, don't worry. It's eternal, you know."

"Good, I wanted one of you to use it.

My family is too important for waiting in lines."

"... Disney and I have an understanding... and a deal."

"True, true. But some sinners have weird imaginations."

He's already disenchanting the door before heading out with the Radio Demon.

"... I'm sure you'd agree to at least that much."