[Well, he isn't saying no to lord. But if this is about romance... Well.

It probably should be less formal.]

Give me a moment.

[He motions one of the demons lingering in the kitchen over, murmuring something to him. The demon nods and scurries off before Lucifer turns his attention back to Squalo.]

Alright, darling. Follow me. We'll have a private room to ourselves. Would you like dessert after, by the way? I can have one of my staff fetch it.