The rest of their date was quite delightful; he sampled the cuisines that her tribe usually ate during her growing up, from a strange spicy dish with potatoes and shredded chicken, peppers and a broth of leftover meat and countless spices.
Lucifer didn't like spicy food usually, but thanks to the dulled senses of a vampire, he didn't make himself look stupid, despite his lips turning pink from too much spice and the hot broth burning his lips.
"Fufu, look at your beautiful lips, all swollen, master~ let me help you!" Zeppa slurred her words slightly as the expensive wine with a ripe taste, with hints of blackberries, tobacco and dark chocolate, formed a dry but alluring blend of flavours.
'This wine is so tasty!' She thought while taking a sip and leaning close to Lucifer's face; her hot breath was scented with wine and spices as her sweet fragrance filled his nose.
Zeppa didn't mind; in fact, she was euphoric.