[thankfully, nothing really matters much here. Alastor calls it a forced vacation, but he does appreciate freedom from responsibilities. No hotel, no deals, no exterminations... He doesn't appreciate being kidnapped into some sort of paperwork crisis, but he has to admit he's enjoying himself.

Alastor leaves, Lucifer trailing behind and the buff shadow minions behind him -- one easily carries both bags and the other carries the boxes]

[even though Lucifer trails off, Al enjoys that train of thought and continues--] I wonder indeed! Perhaps something to investigate if they decide to give me trouble on future trips. Otherwise, I find most organisms can't live without their heads. [a laugh] And it's a chain! Hopefully they'll spread the word. [he keeps walking, toward the hotel and the elevator that will take him home] ... Unfortunately, you may receive similar treatment down below. The heaven-natives are passive aggressive to demons, but the denizens of this hell are more likely to try and pull pranks on you --trip you into a puddle, splash you with blood, give you a "wedgie". Childish nonsense.