It could have been any trenchcoat clad oaf. Why did it have to be this one? At least she has the answer to her question about whether he has sense or not.

"You shouldn't be so hard on yourself... a shower would work wonders on that smell of yours, Mr. Constantine." Or not. Showers can only wash away so much of the reek of booze and cigarettes when you're constantly living off them.

"I think you're mistaken... You were supposed to be my secretary, and then you ran out on the job. Lucifer was very disappointed, I'll have you know."