He's gonna have to bend pretty far. Joshua is many things but tall is not one of them. And damn if it isn't grating to have someone call him kiddo, like he's some brat that needs pandering to.

"Lucifer wasn't born down there, was he? They told us he used to be some kinda angel before he got into a dick waving contest with God." His kid though, that probably would have happened down there, surely. Or at least on Earth. Antichrist and all that. If you believe in biblical mythos at least. "Point is, why would you expect anyone here to be from there when you can see for yourself how much you stick out like the worlds gaudiest sore thumb."

A bit of steam wafts off the boxed lunches. Josh taps his foot impatiently waiting for the demon or whatever it is to just move....and there's a crackle of static. All the color bleeds out of the world leaving Alastor alone with a gaunt face glaring up at the demon. It's mouth draws back to reveal needle-like fangs in a show of force. Jagged razor sharp nails close over Joshua's shoulder possessively and the creature opens it's mouth and shrieks with a wail of a thousand blizzards rattling windows.

Bringing everything into tune again.

"...you even listening to me, bro? I'm on the clock. Move it."