Lucifer Morningstar: Sorry. How rude. Allow me to introduce myself. Lucifer Morningstar.
Bride (to Lucifer about her groom): I really don’t want to have sex with him tonight.
Chloe Decker: How did she end up dying in a hailstorm of bullets and you get away without a scratch? I think that’s interesting, don’t you?
Lucifer Morningstar: The benefits of immortality.
Lucifer Morningstar (to a policeman): People like to tell me things. Those deep, dark, naughty, little desires that are on their minds. It’s a gift. Must be something about his face.