Lucifer grinned wide. The short one had a temper. Rubbing his chest in mock pain, he smirked.
“I just don’t want your pretty little face to get hurt, mam.” Storing the satchel of gold in his left pocket, he looked at her as she stared at him with a grin. He waited.
After a few moments, he sighed. Pointed behind her to the ladder of the drophole, he spoke.
“Exit’s that way, love. Ladies first.”