Lucifer has been crackplotted. He's currently sitting -- or, knowing him, lounging -- on a couch inside the Mansion and smoking a cigarette. Because Hell is a No Smoking zone, though Crowley has yet to figure out why. Since he hasn't spoken with anybody since he played the piano, he's completely clueless about the effects of the crackplot -- and would be glad to talk to anybody.
Well, not really, but he's not looking too adverse to conversation at the moment.