"Lucifer, yes, horns, no," he says easily. Like he's talking about normal things, like a normal person. Straightforward, informative. He's not sneering or preening, just telling it like it is. "Lots of people assume that. I've never been quite sure where the idea came from, since I've never had horns. Even at my scariest. Or a tail. Or cloven hooves."

He does have wings, though!

"And what should I call you, madam?"

Hey, she's old-timey, right? He knows the courtesies. He's been around. Forever.