@resilientsovl Being back was great, the fresh air around him a constant reminder of exactly why he had to be careful this time. No, no, he couldn’t risk being sent back to the cage again, or being sent back into the Empty with that horrid creature. No, he was around to stay this time, and had full intentions of planting down a throne and planting his beautiful perky ass into it for all of eternity. Well, now he was getting ahead of himself, but it was hard not to salivate at the thought of humanity bowing before him. He mulled over these delicious thoughts on a bar stool with a glass of whiskey before him, cigarette in hand. He had plans to set in stone, connections to make, and where better to start than a bar? However, a familiar tall figure caught his gaze, and Lucifer couldn’t help but grin. Ah yes, the Winchesters were in town, and his favorite one of all was within reach. “Out of all the gin joins in the world,” he calls to the man, a large grin upon his features. “Sammy boy, it has been a long time.”