Imagine: Lucifer flirting with you.

Ever since you and Lucifer had met, he has not stopped trying to get you to go out on a date with him, so it's no surprise that he joined you at a table you had been sitting alone at in a small diner.

"Lucifer, what a surprise," you say sarcastically. He gives a sly smile as he replies, "Leave the sarcasm to me, it doesn't suit you. Besides, I'm the one who invented it." You quirk an eyebrow as you stare into his blue eyes. "So, I have a question," he tells you. "Okay...," you say. "Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?" You chuckle as you ask, "Seriously? Cheesy pick-up lines? You've gotten that desperate?"

"Hey, if it will get me a date with you, then I will use a hundred of them," he responds with a smile and a wink. "So, are you from Tennesee?" You laugh and tell him, "Fine, if it will make you stop, I'll go out with you. Pick me up at 7."