New York City is a popular destination; Lucifer thinks little of the coincidence.

"Nick," he replies, because he really can't go around introducing himself as Lucifer, Lord of Darkness and Ruler of Hell and except to not end up in a white padded cell. He dislikes the charade of playing human, but he doesn't have much of a choice until he reaches Gabriel's. Once, he was one of the most powerful beings in the universe. Now, he's sitting in a car with an anthropologist, using his vessel's name so that he can have at least a few hours' rest.

How the mighty have fallen.