"I don't know. Do you want it to be?"

Tony's large brown eyes just watching Lucifer, trying to gauge a reaction in the angel. What was their relationship status right now? Good friends? Maybe more? Whatever it was, Tony knew he wanted to spend time with Lucifer and he was hungry. Yeah, that too.

"Ok, how about Italian? I love Italian."

Because when was the last time he went out to eat at somewhere swanky? Months ago? Back when he was in Manhattan enjoying the odd meal out with Pepper.