"Why would I not wanna do that? I'm curious. I know you're the big cheese down here at the mo', but let's face it. You don't exactly have me quaking in my boots, do you?" Lucifer ran a hand along a bar and then suddenly slammed his fingers against it, just to hear that dull sound it made.

Perhaps, a little, to see whether Aleister would wince. He knew there was fear there. Under all that arrogance. "You never answered my question. What's up? Why are you lookin' so tired? Tell daddy your woes."