Imenadiel walked over and grabbed Lucifer's arm. "Lucy, I'm not kidding. You need to come back." He pleaded. Lucifer turned on him with a snarl of fury. "I'm never going back there, Imenadiel! It is a ounishment that I didn't deserve! Leave now!" He roared, his eyes flashing red before he whirled around and slammed the door on his bedroom. Mazikeen glared at the tall black man. "You heard him. Leave, or I'll make you." She growled, shoving him forward to the door. The man shook his head and left.

The next mornig Lucifer awoke with a small sigh, glad his black shades were covering the window. He couldn't deal with bright light right now. He got up and promptly got dressed in his normal attire... another black suit, but this time with a vest instead of a long sleeved coat. Lucifer clenched his teeth before walking out into the main penthouse room, sitting down at the piano and playing a comforting tune to calm himself. He then drank a cup of coffee, straightened his vest, and walked downstairs to the bar area. Mazikeen stood there, two drinks already poured. "I'm assuming you wanted whiskey." She commented drily, sliding him the glass. "Yes, but I have to run. I don't want to be late to my new job and please half the people that don't like me there." He snorted, gulping a shot down and finding his way to his black convertable. Lucifer drove to the staion, taking abreath before walking in.