"Have you met my father? I think you two would get along." Ziggy of course didn't keep track of who his father has met. He sort of dragged the man here and let him go to explore months ago.

"I've met Lucifer." Ziggy grins and stifles a laugh. "He has a hell of a pair of lips on him." Ziggy figures if Tony can get away with calling the devil Hot-Wings, especially if he does it to his face, they must have something rather close.

"Names, no, but I don't share our home wine with many people." Ziggy's smile brightens over the pout.