"Your attention? Who'd want that?" Lucifer decided that wasn't worth getting up, so he stayed seated on the bottom of his cage, leaning back on his hands with his outstretched legs crossed in front of him. But his eyes were on Aleister. "I want the attention of whoever is in charge of Hell. Can't be you, seeing how you're doing piss-all to keep my place in order."

He tilted his head. "I want to register some complaints with the current management."