Tony smiled fondly at the prospect of dirtying one of Lucifer's suits whilst nearly landing on him from high above. All that metal and grass. Not a pretty sight at all. The question was what was he really thinking? He was sharing a dinner date with the devil and had just enjoyed drinks at Ziggy's party an hour or so ago.

"You can see all that with your eyes? I've got to admit they're pretty. Your eyes. Well, actually all of you but yeah."

He wanted to say so much in so little time. Why was he rushing his words? Flutters inside causing him to behave as if he were on his very first date ever, which of course, he wasn't. But this was the devil. Tony was in awe. He stared fondly at Lucifer before sipping his grape juice.