I'd put a small r&d team in charge of studying the nalbending weaving/knotting techniques of the ancient vikings. We have found woven wool socks that are over a thousand years old in burial mounds, and they are still watertight today.

That r&d team would be in charge of figuring out how to replicate those techniques using modern technology and materials.

Also, get some material science nerds to see if they can develop hollow carbon nanotubes filled with non-Newtonian fluid, so that the entire structure of the sock itself could serve like a gel cushion. Put Dr Scholl's out of business.

Sometimes, especially during rough sex, once the adrenaline starts flowing and people are going at it, things get said. Sometimes people say the word stop when they're just living out a fantasy of consensual non-consent. It's important to have a safe word that is something that is almost impossible to say in the heat of passion, when communication becomes difficult.

Or his talk about a child smile being magic was literal, and he's actually feeding off of their faith and joy as a power source.

In the original mythology, things got a little bit complex. First and foremost because it was outright stated that like all angels, satan had no free will. When he rebelled, it wasn't his choice to do so. It was so the pantheon that Yahweh was a member of at the time could flex on having their servants beat up another group of servants who couldn't fight back. And yes, the original Hebrew religion was polytheistic just like most other religions of that era and region. It didn't get squashed down into a monotheism until one of the later Hebrew Kings marched into the temple and destroyed the statues of all the other gods except Yahweh. But the point is, that from the start the whole rebellion thing was staged because the gods needed a villain.

According to Christian mythology, all demons started as angels.

Ghuriel tried to buy me out, thinking I was desperate until I explained that the callback to Americana generated a feast of pride. Nohriel tried to round up some bikers and burn my place down, but I talked him down and explained that getting kids hooked on sugar early was a cash cow for Greed. All those addictive habits. Theriel thought I was going soft until I showed him the statistics on childhood obesity and Gluttony.

But at the end of the day, when all my brothers in damnation had wandered back to their drug dens and dive bars and politics, in the small hours of the night when I and my modest harem of witches had finished celebrating our own carnal 'witching hour', I can finally admit to myself what I can never say to my fellow demons, something the rest of them forgot when we all fell.

There's more magic in a child's smile than in every soul contract ever written, and the faith and trust those children offer freely is more rewarding than anything Lucifer himself could offer.