[It's no surprise that the Criminal had let himself into Lucifer's loft, drank some of his whiskey and eventually passed out in his large, luxurious bed. He's still out cold, snoozing away, draped half-naked in his silk bed sheets. Apparently he got too hot last night because most of his clothes are strewn about the bedroom. It seems one Leonard Snart knew how to make himself right at home. Invited or not.]
Len -->Lucifer