"Tony, I told you I wasn't gonna join your little boy band. I've finally found a job that I like and a boss that doesn't treat me like shit. I am not gonna be your next charity case." Azariah rolls her eyes as she wipes down a table. In two hours, the doors to the state's greatest nightclub, Lux, would open and she needed to make sure the place was ready. She really didn't have the time to be having this conversation, but if she didn't, Tony would most likely show up in person and she reallllyyyyy didn't want that.
"You mean, the guy that thinks he's the Devil? Yeah, that's a winner right there. Come on, Azar, you can do so much better than that. Look, I can come pick you and have you settled in your very own room here within a couple of hours. I'll even set you up in a room between Legolas and Point Break. You'll be a great addition, Matchstick." She had to laugh at Tony's random nicknames and she considered saying yes for 2.5 seconds before her brain started prioritizing.
"You are not calling me Matchstick. I will burn down everything you own before I let you call me that, and you know it. I really do like this job. Pay is great, the boss is pretty cool, and I get sweet benefits. Plus, the boss looks the other way when I accidentally set things on fire. I call this a win-win." Azar finishes with the rest of the tables and starts stocking the bar. She glances at her phone briefly before sighing, "Look I have to finish setting up. Can't we talk about this later? The club opens in about an hour and a half and I still have a lot to do."
The amusement in Tony's voice was very apparent and he knew better than to push his hothead friend. "Alright, you win. I'll think of a better one and get back to you. I'll tell you what it is when I show up. Can't wait to meet your boss. See you in a few Azar." Without waiting for a reply, Tony ended the call, leaving Azariah starting at her phone. She couldn't decide if she was angry or amused at the fact that her impulsive and overprotective friend was now on the way to her club. With a sigh of exasperation, she got back to work.
Time seemed to fly by and soon enough the place was packed with people. The club was always crowded on the weekend but this Friday seemed even more packed than before. It would seem that rumors had gotten around about the gothic, redheaded bartender that could set fire to things. People crowded the bar, waiting for a glimpse of this ability. Azariah didn't mind because it meant more tips coming her way. She had everything under control until some asshole threw his drink at her because she wouldn't give him her number.
She clenched her teeth and grabbed a few napkins to wipe her face and chest off as she tried not to set the man on fire. The idiot was still yelling obscenities at her, until he was abruptly cut off. The sudden silence from him made Azar look up and into the eyes of her boss and owner of the club, Lucifer Morningstar. Her anger seemed to die a little now that Lucifer was here, but it wasn't gone completely. "Hey boss, what can I get ya to drink?"
Lucifer's grip on the rude man's shoulders tightened a smidge more, making the man flinch and look very remorseful. "Why Azariah, it looks as though someone has made a poor mess of you. Who would do such a thing to someone as delectable as you?" Lucifer could flirt and threaten someone in the same sentence as easily as breathing, and it didn't hurt that he had such a beautiful exotic accent.
"Some idiot felt I owed him my number and got pissy because I didn't give it to him. Now I'm covered in alcohol because he threw his drink at me. Good thing you showed up because I was about to show him what it felt like to be in the hot seat." Opening her fist to a charred and crumbling napkin, she blew the ashes towards the two of them and it seemed to make the man grow pale and gulp.
Lucifer jerked the man so that he was now facing the angry devil. He grinned but it wasn't something someone would want to be directed at them. "What kind of a sod throws a tantrum just because he doesn't get a lady's number. Since you can't respect a woman's wishes, you are no longer welcome in my club. Apologize to Azariah before I do something, you'll very much regret." His eyes flashed a bright red for a moment as he stared the man down.
"I... I'm sorry lady. It'll never happen again. Sorry for troubling you." As though a signal had been given, security dragged the troublemaker away and out of Lux.
Sighing, Azariah
Sighing, Azariah grabs a few more napkins and tries to wipe off more of the sticky liquid before giving up. She flips her hair back and places her hands on her hips, "Thanks for the save. I was trying really hard to be good but he was pushing some serious buttons. Now I probably look like shit."
The Devil leaned over the bar and waggled his finger at Azar, "You could never look like shit. You would look beautiful even in sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Why don't you take the rest of the night off and let Maze finish the night?" His eyes held sympathy and regret but his smile was full of unspoken suggestions.
"I would love to but a friend should be showing up here any minute. I'll never hear the end of it if he shows up after I've already left." Lucifer looks her over for a few minutes in deep thought and then waves over the other bartender. "Look after the bar for a few moments while I take our luscious lady here to go freshen up." The bartender smiles at him before getting back to work.
"I don't have any other clothes here Boss, I'm fi..." Before she can say much else, Lucifer is already interrupting her.
"You must call me Lucifer, I insist. No need for such formalities." He holds out a hand for her to take and with a moment's hesitation, she lays her hand in his, letting him lead her from behind the bar to his elevator.
"I really am fine. I've dealt with much worse and I didn't exactly bring a spare set of clothes to change into." Azar says as they enter the elevator. It made her nervous and awkward being this close to the self-proclaimed Devil but she really did need this job, no matter how weird her boss was.
He turned his full smile on her and her knees started to shake. Something in her ignited as she stared into his eyes and pure lust filled her. Something had changed and now the redhead was inexplicably drawn to him. "Nonsense. I can't have my employees drenched in alcohol because of some idiot. I have some female clothing that should be to your taste, but by that look, you may not need clothes at all." It took a moment for his words to register but when they did, her brain kicked back into gear and she managed to beat the lust back.
She had started to lean towards Lucifer and quickly straightened back up. "I…ah...I don't know what happened. I'm not usually like this, especially when it comes to my boss." Azar looked at the elevator doors in such utter confusion over what happened. She never mixed work and pleasure but there was just something about Lucifer that made you want to roll all over him, like a cat to catnip. Thankfully, the doors opened and she quickly walked out into what appeared to be his penthouse.
Lucifer walked out behind her and led her to the bedroom, "Oh no need to be ashamed. It's a natural reaction when in my presence. Now, let's get you out of those clothes and into something clean." They stopped in front of a massive walk-in closet and her jaw dropped. Every variation of clothing was stuffed in there and it was bigger than her bedroom. Everything in there must cost more than her apartment building.
He started rummaging through the clothes with single-minded determination, mumbling to himself about each item, until he had a few articles. When he was satisfied, he turned and handed them all to Azariah, who was still in shock. She shook her head and grabbed the items, "Bo-Lucifer, I can't do this. They cost way too much and I can't afford to pay you if something happens to them." She tried to hand them back but he simply walked past her to his personal bar.
Grabbing a glass, he pours himself a drink and walks over to his couch. "Oh, nonsense. Think of these as an apology for what happened. Try them on and keep what you like. As you saw, I have plenty of others and if I need too, I can buy more." Lucifer smirks and raises his glass to her as if he is shooing her to the bathroom. Without another word she turns and quickly heads to the bathroom, her long, dark red hair flying behind her.
Azar slams the door behind her and rests against the door as she takes in the gorgeous bathroom. It looked exactly like she imagined a billionaire bathroom to look like. The tub looked like it could fit 15 people in it easily. She was determined to stay on Lucifer's good side because if he could afford all this, then he could certainly ruin her. With a sigh, she lays the clothes out on the counter and looks them over.
It looked like Lucifer had given her a few different styled dresses and a corset/ pant set. Everything was Black with just small splashes of color. He had been able to nail her style perfectly, of course, it was pretty obvious what she liked, so it wasn't that hard to figure it out. Not feeling in a dress mood, she undresses and puts on the corset and tight leather pants. Somehow, that sneaky devil had gotten her size just right. The pants had been fairly easy to put on but the corset would be a problem. She was going to need help with lacing the back up.
"Hey, Lucifer? Do you mind helping me out? This top is a little outside my expertise."
"Ooh, is that an invitation to look at that enticing figure of yours? My dear, my hands are yours to use as you please."
"Psh, not like that you deviant. I just need help with the back of this corset." She had to smile and laugh. She had gotten used to these kinds of comments in her short time working at Lux, and her boss had made sure it was all right before he started suggesting the really naughty stuff. He was all about that consent, which was even better.
The door opened and in popped Lucifer, mischievous smile plastered on his face. "Oh Azariah, that outfit looks absolutely ravishing on you. I dare say, Mazikeen would approve of this. Although, I think the clothes would look much better on the floor than on you." He waggled his eyebrows as he walks up behind her and starts to tighten the laces in the back.
Her cheeks turned bright red and the towel next to the sink caught on fire. She makes a move to throw it in the sink but Lucifer tugs on the laces, pulling her back in to place. Looking up in the mirror, she gives him a questioning look, "Do you want your place to burn to the ground? That's exactly what's going to happen if you keep saying things like that. I can't keep control if you keep getting me all fired up."
"Perhaps, a loss of control is exactly what you need." He leaned forward and whispered that into her ear. His nearly black eyes staring into her bright, emerald green eyes through the mirror causing her to shiver. Lucifer knew exactly what he was doing and it was driving her wild. Flames flickered from her fingertips and wisps of it moved through her hair. Thankfully, her phone went off, saving her from the lust that was running rampant.
Lucifer smiles and winks at Azar as he straightens and moves back, leaving her space to answer her phone. "Well, if you do not wish to take me up on the offer than I shall leave so you may finish getting ready."
"Thanks again for letting me borrow the clothes and for the help. I'll be out in a few minutes." The bathroom door shut and Azar scrambles to answer the phone before it goes to voicemail. She never bothered to see who was calling but the Black Sabbath ringtone gave it away. "Please tell me you're not actually here."
The pounding of music in the background told her everything she needed to know. "In the flesh. The only thing that's missing is you. Where's your boss at, Firefly? I want to know what kind of a crazy person calls themselves the Devil and owns the hottest nightclub in LA." Tony sounded like he was in the thick of the club, and it would only be a matter of time before the ladies started to cling to him like glue.
"There was a mishap earlier and I had to change. I'll be down in a few. Stick to the bar so I can find you. Oh, and Tony, if you try and make firefly stick, I'll murder you." It was said with that sickeningly sweet voice that portrayed innocence, but you just knew it really meant pain. Hanging up the phone and turning to look in the mirror, Azariah checked herself over one last time before leaving the bathroom.
Lucifer was standing on his balcony looking out at the busy city. "Are you ready to go back downstairs? I'm assuming that was your friend on the phone letting you know they are here." He turns towards her, walking to the bar to put his glass down.
"Yeah, he's waiting for me by the bar. Unfortunately, he wants to meet you. Honestly, you don't have to meet him if you don't want to. Tony is such a pain in the ass at times and I just want to finish my shift and go home. With him here, that won't happen." Hands on her hip, she rolls her eyes and sighs.
"Oh, my dear, if that's the case, then I'll gladly distract your friend so you can make a quick getaway." He drains his glass and puts it on the bar, all while winking at her. She had to laugh at that. Just imagining Lucifer flirting with Tony put a smile on her face. Both of them were playboys, though Lucifer would flirt with everything in sight, Azar was pretty sure that Tony was straight. She couldn't wait to see this play out.
She laughs as she makes her way back to the elevator. "You're more than welcome to be my distraction. It'll be hilarious seeing you try to pick up a straight man." They both step into the elevator and a thought pops into her head causing her to turn to the taller man in concern, "Are you ok? I didn't burn you earlier or anything? Why aren't you freaking out about what I can do? Most of the time when people see the things I do, they either scream in terror or try to use me as the star of some freak show. You don't even seem phased when I accidentally set something on fire."
Lucifer laughed as he hit the button on the elevator that would take them back to the club. "I am the Devil. It would take something more than a little fire to hurt me. You needn't be concerned about my wellbeing, little Inferno." She would have asked him more questions but the doors opened revealing the ongoing party.
Bodies writhed to the music and the lights flashed in different colors. The place seemed even more crowded than before, though that was no surprise. LA seemed to really come alive at night, and Lux was known for being the safest and best nightclub around. Famous people from all different walks came here to party and have a good time.
Azar walked to the bar without looking to see where Lucifer went and nodded at the bartender, who went back to their side of the bar. She immediately started taking orders and got back into her rhythm. It wasn't too long before someone whistled and started shouting at her. "Hey Hotrod, what's a guy gotta do to get a hug from a friend?"
A large grin crosses her face as she looks in the direction of the voice. Putting a hand on her hip, she sarcastically calls out, "Maybe when said guy stops trying to give his friend a stupid ass nickname." People at the bar started laughing at that along with some cheers from the girls. "My shift ends in an hour and then I'll introduce you to the boss." She was already pouring him a glass of whiskey, his taste of alcohol always the same.
Tony winked at her and disappeared into the mass of bodies as though he had never been here. She focused on getting everyone their drinks, and before she knew it, her replacement was tapping her on the shoulders and telling her to go home. With a smile and a thank you, Azar stepped out from behind the bar and started the search for Tony. It would be easier to find him from higher ground, so she made her way to the stairs. She found Lucifer standing at the top leaning over the railing, sipping on his drink.
"I'm surprised you're still here. Usually, you've already gone up to your penthouse with someone on your arm." Azar stands next to him and leans over the railing, looking for her missing friend.
He chuckles and takes a drink, "Yes, well, I couldn't exactly leave before meeting this friend of yours. I assume that's who you're looking for now. I believe you'll find him down there surrounded by women. Why didn't you tell me that your friend is the great and illustrious Iron Man?"
"Of course, he's surrounded by women, everyone wants a taste of the billionaire. I didn't tell you because you would have figured it out when you met him. It's not like I was keeping it a secret." Humour laced her voice as she spotted the hero.
"Well, let's not keep the man waiting. I'm sure he's eager to catch up with you if he has come all the way from New York. I know I am eager to meet the man." Lucifer smiled mischievously as he makes his way towards Tony. Azar laughed at his apparent eagerness to meet her old friend and followed close behind.
The crowd parted for them and they were eventually standing in front of a small group of women circling Tony, like vultures. Clearing his throat to get their attention didn't work, they were too focused on the man called Iron Man, and Tony was clearly playing to his audience. Azar sighed and gave a shrill whistle, causing everyone to stare her down. "There you are, Red! I thought you would try and sneak out on me, not that you would have gotten very far. I do know where you live after all." He started making his way towards the duo but the crowd refused to move. "If you'll excuse me, ladies, I've got a friend to recruit." If looks could kill, then Azar would have been in some serious trouble. Every woman was glaring at the newcomer, mumbling under their breath to each other.
The crowd dissipated and the friends gave each other a hug. "I figured it would be best to get this over with, I'd rather not be hunted down like one of your criminals. I swear to the fucking Devil, if you don't stop coming up with dumbass nicknames for me, I will melt every one of your metal suits. Try me flyboy." She was smiling as they stepped back and Tony gasped in mock offense.
"You wouldn't dare! I'll have you know that I thought long and hard on those nicknames and you shouldn't be so judgy. Every single one of them fit you."
"I would do it and you know it. So, go ahead and keep coming up with them. See what happens."
Lucifer burst out laughing at the threat. "I think I would tread carefully. As someone who has seen what happens when Azariah is messed with, I would head the threat." He takes a few steps closer, no longer willing to watch from the background.
"I don't take advice from some guy who calls himself the Devil. In fact, I have a few psychiatrists on my retainer. Call Claire and she can help you with your delusion." Tony sneers and pulls a card out of his wallet and hands it to Lucifer.
"So hostile towards someone you just met. Tell me, Tony Stark, what is it you desire?" Lucifer cocks his head and smiles as he looks into Tony's eyes. Tony's hand lowers slightly as his eyes start to lose focus. He opens his mouth to say something but decides against it, seeming to struggle against an unknown source. "You're one of the harder ones, I see. Come on, with all your vast riches and knowledge, what is it you truly desire?"
Azar watches as Tony struggles against whatever Lucifer was doing to him. She had seen him do this with a few of the patrons but not up close. It was certainly entertaining to watch Tony struggle not to answer. The Devil in question seemed to be getting a kick out of it too. His smile widened the longer Tony took to answer.
Tony loses the battle and his hand drops completely. "I... I want to protect the world and right the wrongs that I've done." He takes a step back, blinking as if he was just coming out of a trance. His eyes widen in surprise and he looks at Azar for conformation that, that did indeed, happen.
"A noble man indeed. A much more attractive trait than the one you normally portray." He had a Cheshire smile on now that his question had a desirable answer.
Tony collects himself and seems to be thinking hard about something. "That was not the weirdest thing I've ever encountered, but it was definitely up there. I know a man that is a god, so I guess meeting the devil isn't that strange. You got any more abilities hidden in that body of yours?"
"Tony, Lucifer is not joining the Avengers. Don't try to steal my boss for your boy band. I won't let it happen." Azar sighs and smacks him on the arm.
"Let him ask his questions, Azariah. If he wants a demonstration then I will happily oblige." Rubbing his hands together, he looks at Azar as if signaling something to her.
It takes her a moment but finally, it dawns on her what her boss was about to do. She doubles over laughing at the scene that was going to unfold before her. "Tony, I really don't think you want to see what he can do."
"What? What's happening? I feel like I'm missing the joke here. See, now I have to know." Tony looks at the two of them completely confused, throwing his hands up in the air.
Struggling to get her laughter under control, she shakes her head. "Don't say I didn't warn you. This is gonna be a sight to see." She takes a few steps back so that they have more room and so she wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.
Whatever Lucifer did up in the penthouse was nothing compared to what he was doing now. Even though his focus was completely on Tony, Azar could still feel the effects. She backed up even further to try and lessen the blow, breathing deeply. Lucifer took another step towards Tony, "Not only can I get people to tell me their deepest, darkest desires, but I can also draw out desire. Just look at me." He motioned to the full length of himself. "I am just dripping with sin, so it's only natural that people are drawn to me. Now, tall, arrogant, and handsome, you've told me what you desire. Let me tell you what I desire."
The lust in Lucifer's eyes was apparent as he took yet another step towards Tony, who was standing his ground with a smirk. His breath hitches as he stares into the devil's eyes. "What I desire… is you. That luscious body of yours tangled in my sheets. Throw in a few different toys and we could have an absolutely wonderful time. What do you say?"
The deep breaths weren't helping and neither was the imagery that Lucifer was so eloquently putting together. Azar could feel the heat rushing through her body as the pull towards Lucifer became stronger. Everything in her longed to run her hands over his body and do exactly what he wanted. She had taken a few steps towards the men before she caught herself. Thankfully, neither seemed to notice.
Tony leans towards the taller man and licks his lips. He thinks about it for a moment before shaking his head. "I need a drink. You want a drink because I definitely need a drink."
A collective sigh draws Lucifer and Tony's gaze to their surroundings. They had drawn a crowd, men and women alike had gathered to watch the display, hoping to see more. It didn't help that they had been drawn by Lucifer's amped-up power. Tony looked over at his friend, only to see that people were trying to avoid the woman that had flames coming off her skin.
"You ok over there, Sparks?" Tony's voice is the ice needed to break the spell over her. Azar takes a deep breath and sighs as the flames vanish. She blinks a few times before giving him a weak grin. "Yeah, I just need some air."
"Why don't we continue this conversation upstairs. Azariah will be able to get her much needed air and we will be able to talk without drawing in such a crowd." Lucifer motions to Tony and walks off towards the elevator to his penthouse. Tony looks at Azar, who nods and they both follow after Lucifer.
Tony and Lucifer talk as they enter the elevator, though Azar pays no attention to them. She's too focused on trying to control the flames that want to burst free. When the doors open, she rushes out, immediately making a beeline for the balcony. Inhaling the fresh air, she leans over the railing and looks out at the city. Time passes and she can hear the guys talking but she tunes it all out. Her skin felt tight and her nerves were shot from trying to keep such tight control over her power. She was used to keeping her power under lock and key but with everything happening tonight, she was having a much harder time.
"You doing alright, Hot Stuff? You seem tense." Azar jumps in surprise when Tony walks up behind her. He stands next to her with his arms crossed and a look of concern on his face.
She nods and smiles at her friend. "Yeah, I just needed a moment to myself. I normally don't have such a hard time but a lot has happened today. I'm not sure how to explain it without sounding crazy." A small chuckle escapes her lips.
"I work with a God, spy, super soldier, a guy who turns into a green rage machine, Clint, and I have you as a friend. Not to mention I've just met someone who almost has me convinced he's the devil. Nothing you say will sound crazy to me. So, what's on your mind, Kid?" His words ease the tension in her mind.
"I've gotten pretty good at controlling my ability. I don't set things ablaze just by walking by them anymore but today… I was stupid and let someone guy get me riled up. Then, I've felt Lucifer's power twice and I just couldn't keep that box shut. I've got no way to just let go and that's making it harder and harder to keep everything contained. I'm afraid I'm going to hurt someone…. again." She shudders at the reminder of her childhood.
Nodding his head, Tony wraps Azar in a brief hug. He looks down at her with a sympathetic smile and then smirks. "You know. You wouldn't have this issue if you just came with me. You need to let loose and I do know a few people that can help you with that."
"Tony, I don't know how many times I have to say this before it sinks into that big head of yours, but I'm not going." She flips her hair back and waggles her finger at him.
"I'll make you a deal. If you win, I'll stop bugging you about coming with me. If I win, then you have to join the Avengers." He raises an eyebrow and smirks as if he's already won.
"What's the deal?"
"It's a yes or no question."
"You really expect me to just agree to a deal that I know nothing about?"
"Let me think… Yes."
"How about a big fat no. You either tell what the deal is or I don't agree to anything."
"That's fine. I hope you get used to hearing my wonderful voice every day."
"You're serious? How are you gonna do me like that?"
"Oh, come on, it's me. Besides, what's the worst that could happen."
"Knowing you, a lot."
"It's really a simple question."
"FINE! I give. Now, what's the deal."
"You let Devil dude over there use his mojo on you. If you can keep your powers locked down, then you win. I see even a hint of fire and you have to come with me." Tony's smile widens at the exasperated look on Azar's face. He had her and he knew it.
She glares at him, "You are such an asshole. You knew I would say no, that's why you refused to tell me. I can't believe I fell for it. Of course, you pick something you absolutely know you're going to win. Watch your back cause I'm getting you back for this."
Tony holds out his arm and laughs, "After you M'lady."
Azar walks inside and finds Lucifer sitting at his piano playing a beautiful melody. She walks over to it and crosses her arms. "Are you in on this?"
He looks at her briefly before turning his attention back to the song. "If you're referring to the deal, then yes. If you're referring to something else, then that would be a no. What was your answer?"
"After being tricked, I agreed." She sighs in resignation and sits on the bench next to Lucifer, watching his fingers expertly move across the keys. "So, what's next?"
Lucifer doesn't answer the question, but the melody on the keyboard changes to something darker, more compelling and that's when he started to sing.
When I was a child, I'd sit for hours
Staring into open flame
Something in it had a power
Could barely tear my eyes away
All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever tame your demons
But always keep 'em on a leash
Lucifer belts out the lyrics as he continues to play. His voice going with the ebb and flow of the melody, his body gently swaying as he played. To Azar, it felt like he was drawing the darkness out of her. She could feel his power drawing her in, calling to her. Another part fought violently to break free of the spell he was weaving.
When I was 16, my senses fooled me
Thought gasoline was on my clothes
I knew that something would always rule me
I knew the scent was mine alone
All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever tame your demons
But always keep 'em on a leash
She leaned towards him as the song washed over her. She had no idea what he had planned next, but if it was half as beautiful as this, then she didn't mind in the slightest. Her hair started to rustle as flames flickered in her hair and the heat started to rise. Neither of them minded and Tony stayed back, content to watch the scene play out.
When I was a man, I thought it ended
When I knew love's perfect ache
But my peace has always depended
On all the ashes in my wake
All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Lucifer let go of the keys and reached out to Azar, caressing her cheek and pushing back her fiery hair. He leaned towards her, singing the last lines softly. Azar's breath hitches as he gets nearer, heart racing.
Don't you ever tame your demons
But always keep 'em on a leash
He sings the last word on her lips and then kisses her.
An inferno blazed through Azar and the box flies wide open. The curtains burst into flames and Lucifer's glass on the table shatters from the heat. Azar jerks back from the kiss as Tony tries to smother the flames. "Tony, get back." He quickly does as she says.
Holding her hand upright, the flames leap into her hands where she smothers it. She sighs as she stands up, looking back at Lucifer with the mischievous grin on his face. "I told you I was going to set your place on fire if you kept doing that to me. This was not my fault."
"I think a few crispy curtains and broken glass are an even trade for a reaction like that. I'd love to see what happens if we take things farther." He laughs and that makes her roll her eyes.
"That is so not happening. No offense but I can just tell that this would end badly for me." She turns towards Tony, who was texting someone. "A deal is a deal. When do we leave?"
"We have a flight that leaves in two hours. That gives us enough time to go back to your place and pack what you need. I'll have somebody come by and collect the rest of your things later."
"Well, I guess it's safe to say that I quit. Thanks for all the help. I'll see you around, I guess." Azar starts to walk to the elevator when she hears Lucifer call out. "Oh, I should hope so. I'm not letting the two of you leave me behind after a spectacle like that." She waves goodbye to him and walks into the elevator. The doors shut on the two men arguing about whether Lucifer would actually be going. Guess she would just have to wait and see when they got to the plane.