Could you be fashionably late to a pre-pub crawl bash? Well, Lucifer was certainly trying his best!

He was even dressed, nice white shirt and blue vest and all. You didn't bring a speedo to a pre-pub crawl, unless of course you were in the suburbs and attempting to annoy a grumpy, gorilla-handed fake husband-- anyway.

"Is this," he called from the door, "where I can find the jello?"