"No, I'm pretty sure I don't have you mixed up with anyone." She looks maddeningly sure of herself, tucking her hands into her back pockets. "Wasn't Lucifer God's favorite before he rebelled?"

Not that it matters to her, other than to flash her knowledge around.

"Sometimes we intervene, if shit's about to get twisted, or if we get bored... or if we're mad at the Great Lord..." That's not really helping her case, is it? "But there's a lot we can't touch."