Once he was out on the roof, Lucifer reached into the pocket of his trousers and withdrew his cigarette case. By the time Valdis had joined him, he had a cigarette out and was tapping it lightly on the case as he peered over the edge of the roof, taking in the view.

"Hmmm?" He remarked in a distracted tone, setting the cigarette to his lips but then drawing it back down as he focused on her question.

"Oh, well I didn't really care at the time," he said, as if it had been that simple and for him it had been. "Apparently, it's thrown the Silver City and my brother Amenadiel into a bit of a tizzy but I care even less about that."

That should answer the question about the paperwork, so he doesn't bother to respond to that question. Instead, the cigarette made it to his lips and was quickly lighted.