"Hmm. Interesting proposal." He hmmed on the idea, smiled a little and then ducked out of the room. How did Bobby do that? How did he get him to feel so damn weak and vulnerable? He had a way. An earnestness. He meant the things he said and it drove Aleister wild.

As he walked down the hallway, he heard noise coming from the lower depths and sighed, changing direction from his throne room to Lucifer's cage.

Ever since the aborted Sam thing where no vessel could be nabbed, Lucifer had been making a scene. Drama queen.

He entered the room and gave Lucifer a tired look. "Would you keep it down? Some of us are trying to work."