*The demon stares at him for a long moment, his mouth hanging open. "You're making *rubber ducks*?"*

*Lucifer says "yes one rubber duck per sinner"*

*The demon shakes his head. "You're joking, right? You can't be serious. You can't actually believe that a rubber duck is going to help you focus."*

*Lucifer says "yeah every time a sinner comes to hell I make one"*

*The demon looks at him, completely speechless. "You're telling me that every single time a sinner enters Hell, you just… make a rubber duck?"*

*Lucifer says "yes but I may have a little pile of them in my office"*

*The demon's eyes widen. "A pile of them? How many is a 'little pile'?"*