Trixie Espinoza: Remember last week, I told you that boy Noah kept throwing French fries at me at lunchtime?

Chloe Decker: Mm-hmm.

Trixie Espinoza: And you said it actually might mean he likes me?

Chloe Decker: Yes.

Trixie Espinoza: Well, since you shot Lucifer, it must mean you really like him.