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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

It was Lucifer's last Devil's Nest shift before the trip next week, and he was in a rather contemporary mood this time, going by the pop songs flowing from the piano tonight. He liked to be a versatile kind of Devil, after all.

There was a sign at the bar announcing that it was half off on tequila tonight. They were going on vacation - for Lucifer, a vacation from his vacation from his vacation - and that meant tequila.

Well, today, anyway. He'd probably be enthusiastically on team cocktails this week.

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Gotta love tequila, right?

Octavia was not going for the tequila tonight, thanks. To start with, she actually had just a nice, dependable beer - although Tiny assured her it was from somewhere exotic.

She thought it just tasted like beer, though.

Dance!

At the piano, or later at the bar.

Octavia wasn't a piano-approaching type. Not for the most part, anyway, and so she waited until Lucifer made his way to the bar.

By now, there was some kind of a brandy-based cocktail in front of her.

"Hey."

"Miss Octavia," Lucifer greeted, grinning sunnily. "I see you've managed to find us again tonight."

"I'm a pretty good tracker," Octavia drawled, though there was something light about it all the same. "And you didn't do a great job hiding this place."

"I should add a few neon signs to the facade," Lucifer mused. "Might be a good time to do it, with Eric still in Louisiana."

Octavia took a sip from her glass. "Mm. Maybe surprise people coming back after next week, too."

"Ah, I'll be among them, so regrettably, it's either shocking them up front or shocking them at some later date," Lucifer said, smirking.

"School trip or something else?"

Well. She was in the latter camp, herself. Otherwise she might not have asked it that way.

"School trip," Lucifer affirmed. "Someone made the mistake of making Seivarden a chaperone, and she needs me to come along so all the little brats don't turn her into a gibbering wreck."

That was... not how Seivarden had phrased it, but definitely how Lucifer had taken it.

"You'd think Seivarden could handle that just fine," Octavia drawled. "At least by complaining a lot."

"There's Seivarden complaining, and then there's Seivarden complaining," Lucifer said.

"I've kept enough of a distance not to learn the difference."

She kind of preferred it that way, too.

Lucifer shrugged. "It has a certain charm," he said, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Will you be going?"

Octavia shook her head. "No," she said, casually, by her own standards. "We're sailing up the coast."

There was a lot going on behind the mildness when it came to that.

Somehow Lucifer wasn't surprised, exactly.

"A romantic getaway?" he said, teasing. "Why, Octavia."

"It's for work, Lucifer."

Sure, that was all it was, Octavia.

Lucifer looked amused, but he humored her. "What kind of work?"

"His."

Was that specific enough?

"Ahh. Deliveries. At sea," Lucifer said. "And you're first mate to a pirate captain."

"Something like that."

Since 'the snogon, just tagging along' wasn't proper naval terminology. Probably.

"So, see? Not very romantic at all."

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