Lucifer: Why am I here? I have work to do.

Diavolo: We’re friends, Lucifer! You’re supposed to spend time with me.

Lucifer: I do not have time. Unlike you, I actually handle responsibilities.

Barbatos: (pouring tea calmly) My lord handles plenty of responsibilities.

Lucifer: Oh, is that so? Name one.

Diavolo: …Smiling at everyone?

Lucifer: That is not a responsibility; that is PR.

Barbatos: It is, in fact, a responsibility. Someone has to maintain public morale.

Lucifer: (deadpan) Yes, because clearly the Devildom would collapse without Diavolo’s toothy grin.

Diavolo: It’s a very charming grin. Thank you!

Barbatos: Studies have shown that morale increases when my lord smiles.

Lucifer: (pinching the bridge of his nose) Oh yes, the great leader of the Devildom, saving the day with dimples.

Diavolo: Are you jealous? Does nobody like your smile?

Lucifer: NOBODY has ever complained about my smile!

Barbatos: …Because they’re too terrified to.