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Luke's, Thursday

Duke was in a pretty good mood today. He hadn't quite realized it until running into Lucifer's demon friend in Baltimore, but he'd missed some of his more adventurous criminal activities. Getting to do a car chase, an interrogation, and a good old fashioned (albeit slightly more supernaturally charged, thanks to Lucifer and Maze) bar fight had him just about bouncing.

Not even his staff's scornful remarks about his lack of cooler-full-of-fish could get him down.

"Yeah, apparently it's called a 'zebra turkeyfish'. And definitely shouldn't be found off the coast of Maryland. And will probably kill you if you try to eat it. So it's not going to be the special today." Duke shook his head and looked around the dining room. "I might have to set an aquarium up in here or something, though, if I'm going to keep catching the things. They're really cool looking. . . ."

Today's specials
Catch of the day!
Was venomous. So we're serving burgers

Luke's was open ~~and OCD free~~.

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It was the bar fight part that had Octavia feeling a little off today. But in a good way? The way bruises felt right on her body even when they ached.

And here she was at lunch time, coming over from the flower shop ~~that she was totally working at today despite the lack of post~~.

"Ha yun, jaka. No fish today?"

"Nope. As a general rule, I don't serve things that could kill my customers." He shrugged. "Even if they ask nicely."

"Has anyone asked, nicely or otherwise?"

It felt like the logical question, as she approached the counter.

Duke jerked a thumb back towards the kitchen. "Three guesses."

He despaired for his kitchen staff's survival instincts.

Octavia glanced towards the kitchen with an unimpressed look.

"If they have a deathwish, you can tell them there are easier ways of getting there."

"I think it's more a thrill-chasing kind of thing. Or maybe they're just being dicks." He reached over to pull her in. "Anyway. How's your day been?"

Octavia looped her arms around his neck and smirked at him, just a little bit.

"A lot less exciting than the last couple."

"Right?" Duke smiled and shook his head. "That was fun, though. We could use a few more adventures like that."

Ones that didn't either reopen old traumas or land one of them with a new roommate.

"Looked like you enjoyed spending time with Maze, too."

Octavia shrugged.

"She understands knives."

That was not all it was. That much was probably obvious.

"Yeah, I got that." There was a reason why he'd chosen a knife emoji to represent Maze in his texts. "And she maybe got what it's like to be a shark."

Octavia's tiny smile wobbled a little, becoming a little more wry.

"Yeah."

Just like him and his adventurous criminal activities, that side of her had maybe not been getting as much airtime lately as she would've liked it to.

"You going to hang out with her again sometime?"

Before answering, Octavia urged him to bend down a little. Forehead to forehead, like she was about to tell him a secret.

It wasn't one, though. Wasn't much of a surprise either.

Her voice was still kind of soft, and oddly hopeful. "I'd like to."

"Good." Duke pressed his forehead to hers and smiled. "You two seemed good together. And not just for sexy reasons."

Octavia huffed out a quiet chuckle.

"Bet you were more preoccupied with the sexy reasons while we were there, though."

"I was," Duke admitted. "You two looked really good together, too."

Octavia's smile curved a little further into a smirk, while her voice got a little more hushed, a little more conspiratorial. "Is this where I admit I thought about her wearing the dress Lucifer gave me?"

No, saying that clearly didn't count as admitting it, don't be silly.

"Oooo, yes please," Duke said. "And what were you wearing?"

"Very little," Octavia replied in a low rasp.

And stole a quick kiss.

Sorry, staff. They really were getting more obnoxious by the week.

They really were. But hey, at least it was just the two of them. Most of Duke’s staff had had to deal with Eliot and his partners, too.

“I want to hear every detail of this little fantasy of yours.”

"I think you should put in my lunch order before I tell you anything at all, snogon."

That's right, she could negotiate and tease at the same time! Though mostly the latter.

Duke let out a little hurt noise at that, though he looked amused. "Fair enough. No fish special, so what do you want instead?"

"Don't make that noise at me, I didn't say I wasn't going to tell you," Octavia told him, on a chuckle. "Anyway, the sign says burgers, so... Cheeseburger?"

She was a very simple gal when it came to food.

"Cheeseburger," Duke agreed. He knew by now what sort of answer he'd get if he asked something like 'what kind of cheese'. He put the order in and came right back. "Alright, food's ordered. Now: details!"

Good call, Duke. Cheese was cheese!

Octavia snickered as she pulled him close again. No way was she telling him any secrets from anywhere further than a breath away. "Wow, you didn't forget," she teased. She knew it took more than a lunch order to distract him from something like this. "Well, this is for your ears only, so..."

She reached up, pulling him down a little until she could put her lips near his ear.

And whisper, "Can you still hear me?"

"You're like half an inch from my ear," Duke whispered back on a laugh. "I can hear you fine."

"Just checking," Octavia replied, effortlessly mixing cheery with sultry. Or her own takes on those, anyway. "So I was thinking of something at a club, where one thing leads to another..."

Then she filled him in on what those things were.

It wasn't a very elaborate scenario, but just explicit enough that it warranted the whispering - even with the few bits of dirty Trig she managed to slip in there.

"I mean," she finished off, "I haven't ever actually been with another woman, but I still figure these are decent guesses."

Judging by the look on Duke's face when he pulled back a little, they were very interesting guesses even if not perfectly accurate.

"I wholeheartedly approve," he said, keeping his own voice low enough that only she would be able to hear. "Want to hear what I was thinking?"

Octavia smirked a little as she nodded.

"Otaim. Tell me."

Duke's scenario was remarkably similar, though it kicked off from the bar itself, and involved precisely what she and Maze had been wearing at the time. It was also a bit heavier on real-world details. Evi was as bi as Duke, and their extra-marital adventures hadn't had any limits on gender.

"Or, you know," he said when he finished. "Something to that effect." He glanced off towards the diner's office, then to the front door. "You don't, like, actually have to finish your shift at the flower shop, right? 'Cause these guys could definitely hold down the fort here without me. . . ."

Octavia's smirk had grown a little wider while he was talking. And now she shook her head. "I don't now."

A beat.

"But I'm not leaving without my burger."

Duke nodded. "Fair. Fair. . . . Get it to go?"

Octavia scoffed like he was a fool for even asking. "Of course," she said. "I'm not trying to stall, I'm just making sure I'm getting the energy I need."

"Energy is very important," Duke agreed. "I'll grab some snacks too. For after."

"Good thinking." If only their combined work ethic had been as solid as their plans for skipping out on it were. "So there's food for before and after, and you're the snack in between. Sounds like everything I need."

The laugh Duke let out was much louder than their whispering had been.

The staff pointedly ignored him.

"Maybe some drinks, too," he said. "Gotta stay hydrated."

Octavia's smirk softened into a smile at the laugh. Couldn't help it, it was her favorite sound in the world.

"Mhmm," she hummed as she nodded. "Things are about to be strenuous, after all."

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