"I have a dad but you can't come with me there, he won't tolerate such nonsense." Felix repeated the same old catchphrase his father always yelled at him, rooting through his colouring book and holding out the next picture. It was a guy in a long black coat hanging around... maybe a church. Maybe not. "This guy but he was boring to draw so I stopped."

"Of course you did." Slowly, he turned and gave Lucifer a look. Well, this was going to be terrible in every way. "This is perfect."

"Okay, I gotta go." Felix waved at them both. "I can't be late."