[That, oddly, cracks a genuine smile out of Lucifer, however brief.] Spare time is hard to come by, what can I say. [He knocks knuckles to the tabletop.] Maybe I'll get a bit of a breather here. [Before he flips tables, anyway.] A vacation! Ha! Never thought I'd get one of those. You take advantage of it too, kid. Run wild, or whatever it is your kind does. ["Kind." Like teenagers are a subclass of human.]