[He sinks down into the booth and lays his head back, some part of him wondering what he's doing at a cafe with Lucifer and some part of him not caring. Another part, also, is reminding him that he's just agreed for this to become a common occurrence again.
He gives Lucifer a dazed look at his comment, staring for a moment before responding.]
I don't know what that means.
[He didn't follow any of that. Far too confusing for him right at the moment. But something else pops to mind, and in his drunken state he doesn't hesitate to ask.]
no subject
He gives Lucifer a dazed look at his comment, staring for a moment before responding.]
I don't know what that means.
[He didn't follow any of that. Far too confusing for him right at the moment. But something else pops to mind, and in his drunken state he doesn't hesitate to ask.]
Why did you want to make this deal?