"Ours seems in competition with the others for stupidity." Beelzebub laughed trying to think what was the most idiotic thing God had tried. It was impossible to discern. Trying to out sneak and lie Lucifer has to be among them.

His brow raises over the rim of the glass. "Our king is not what anyone expects."

"Your loss." Beelzebub scowls. "Why drink shit alcohol?"

He would never drink anything low quality, but then, that was the benefit of the angelic ability to make a bottle bottomless.

"We are aware of mortality in others. He shrugged. "We are bound by time, but Lucifer was created before the universe. He's the only one I'd call timeless."