"What, hasn't Sammy been catching you up? I've moved past the whole apocalypse idea. Big yawn, am I right? I've changed my mind on it. Now, really, I just want Heaven. You can keep Hell. You're right, you're better at all that boring shit." He waved his hand vaguely, rolling his eyes. "Counting souls and making contracts, whatever. I don't wanna lose my golden fiddle to Johnny any more, you know? I'll go back upstairs. You can run the show down here, but with my blessing."

Wasn't that a good offer? Lucifer smiled and shrugged. "One time offer, expires soon. What do you say?"