Lucifer

*Lucifer is wandering around the hotel, gently gripping his cane a little bit. Despite there being a handful of sinners there, he can't exactly seem to interact with them well. He always gets too nervous or he starts to stammer a lot. Not to mention not very many people wish to talk to him. So? He just continues to avoid people, yet still makes the occasional attempt.* Lucifer: "Hey there! I- uh... no? Mk." *The person who he tried to speak to walks past as if he didn't exist.*