"Well last one was when you got carted off to the guest room earlier," he muses, shaking his head. There wasn't much left under the tree now save for one box wrapped in shimmering ruby paper which he slips away to nab. "Got rather mouthy with you which you didn't seem to mind but..."

He scoops up one of the bows left over from the parties and puts it on top his head. "Since you insist," he teases. "Anyway I ugh...here."

The package is offered over with a slight nervous glance between Lucifer and the floor.