He bent with her no doubt but when their hands were to touch and they would both look into each other's eyes, Lucifer moved his hands and wiped the invisible dirt off his shoes.
He didn't pick the bag after his joke. Smirking, he sashayed to his seat, making extra sure to sway his hips. He sat on the chair, legs up and crossed. He knew he could be a total dickhead. That fact had been one-hundred percent verified.
"Sweetie, the bag stays beside me." He called to the now fuming air hostess. He wasn't a bad guy but he wasn't a flirt, well at least not for every woman.
The woman dropped his bag right by his side, stomping off so hard, He felt either her heels would snap or the plane floors would give in.
In his defence, he never told her he was interested in her, she just assumed this was a movie and he wanted to play along.
