"It should. Lucifer's a lovely name." Someone was biased, of course. And it was certainly better than an earlier one that he never wanted to hear again.

His grip changed, becoming more a loose pretense of a hold when the parka was shrugged down. Considering what Decker wore in here, Leonard was practically overdressed and he found himself amused at the thought. Another sip, then he gave the man a twitch of a brow as he settled his gaze on him. "Are you making an accusation that I need to drug anyone for any reason in my own club? I can assure you, I neither want nor need to. Drugs in general, however, can be fun -- and found, if that's your preference. Slipping it in? Goes against Dad's consent rules, so no."