"Apart from your apparent interest in bedding it, you mean?"

Lucifer raised his hand, as though well aware that that was mean spirited, but the butterflies went back to flying around in their usual animated fashion. Children could be heard speaking animatedly to their parents now, off out of range of sight but not beyond hearing.

"An unfortunate coincidence, then. Although not unfortunate for me--I'm always fascinated - and often a little disappointed - by the other versions of myself. Tell me about him, and I'll return the favor. Anywhere you'd like to go? Other than home, of course."