If I keep talking about it, maybe I'll get to do it again.

[He smiled when the door opened, their host looking out at them with a smile for Chloe and a curious look for Lucifer.]

Sorry we're a bit late. The little missus here couldn't keep her hands off me, not that I blame her. In we go, dear.

[And because he was in a mood, he punctuated that by giving her a slap on her ass and nudging her into the apartment as Henry the serial satanist stepped aside for her.]