Time Travel was one of things Lucifer very, very rarely did.
It was too much trouble, really, and he had no reason to do it. Though, today, he was feeling particularly adventurous, and decided to visit New York. New York. As in, 1930s New York.
It was a spontaneous, out of the blue decision. Lucifer didn’t even know he could time travel in this… form, as he wasn’t technically an archangel. But, he managed it. Which was good, New York was proving to be a lovely change of scenery.
The only trouble was, he was stuck here for a while. Time travelling had taken a lot out of him, probably because of the whole not-really-an-archangel thing. It would take him a while to recover his strength.
On the other hand, though…
There was a lovely little red-head a little way away from where he had landed. Time to turn on the charm, hm? He walked over, taking care to check his appearance in a nearby window before he reached her, and when he did, he tapped her lightly on the shoulder.
“Hello, sweetheart, mind telling me where I am, exactly? I’m lost.”