"Oh, I'll be getting cozy later," Lucifer says with assurance, tucking the flask away again. "We won't be roasting any chestnuts on an open fire but undoubtedly my chestnuts will be -"

He stops himself - not embarrassed, but having learned.

"Well, you might want to work on your psychic barriers if they're not very good yet. I certainly don't care who knows about my sex life, but you humans sometimes get weird about it - and the Detective values her privacy."