Lucifer nodded along. A Klingon? Never heard of one of those before. But it was fascinating to hear anyway. Strong space coffee. What a concept. If only he knew, then he could make some. Then again, perhaps he could stretched his powers of menial creation if she made a deal. Those thoughts were interrupted when Husk appeared. He chuckled at the cat man and looked at him.

"Well we don't have a lot of us around here yet. Husk, Seven. Seven, Husk. So, what were you looking for little old me for? If you needed my attention, you could have just sacrificed a lamb. Or called my phone. Either or."