"For the red, surely?" Alastor snickered, sipping his coffee as he watched Lucifer's expression curiously. "If a sweet is made with depth of flavor, I'll consider it. I just don't enjoy the saccharine. Beignets have the benefit of savory dough and nostalgia to win my favor," he added, amused at the prospect of Lucifer trying to figure out what to make for him.

"I do appreciate the flavor of presentation and showmanship you bring. I accept this challenge - impress me, Lucifer."