The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Someone had sent Lucifer a copy of Hot Tub High School this morning.

He had his suspicions about who it was. Who was mocking him and trying to manipulate him, yet again. Oh yes. He had his suspicions.

Well, he wasn't going to give Dear Old Dad the satisfaction of making a big deal about it, so...

A charming indie electronica band was on the stage. The club had a reasonable population of mainland visitors. And Lucifer was sweeping through the club, entertaining and hosting his damned head off.

(He was totally going to crack and watch that DVD tonight.)

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[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden had persuaded herself that she was in a much better mood today, which was why she downed three whiskeys when she arrived before picking up a fourth and go look for Lucifer.

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah, Seivarden!" Lucifer called, turning away from the nice couple he'd been chatting to. "I see you've made it once again."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Why shouldn't I?" She grinned, slipping an arm around his waist and leaning in for a kiss before taking a sip from her drink.

[my_own_advocate]

"Still in an affectionate mood, I see," Lucifer said, and flashed a quick, apologetic grin at the two people he was now set to abandon, idly moving them to a slightly quieter space.

[1000yearstoolate]

"I mean, if you wanted to stay...? I can come back later."

She smiled.

[my_own_advocate]

"No, I think that ship has sailed," Lucifer sighed. "They didn't seem the type to take it up to four."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer figured Seivarden would be here tonight, which was half the reason she was here.

Okay, not half. More like a quarter. Er, a tenth, at a generous guess, but still!

"I'd offer to buy you a drink," she said, with a faint sheepish apology in her smile, "but I can't buy alcohol here. I do," she lifted up a diamond-encrusted bottle, "have birthday tequila, though."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden reached for the bottle.

"You know that idea you had was terrible, don't you?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"And you know you could have backed out of it at literally anytime you wanted, right?" Summer countered easily. "Or, let me guess, you're going to pull that whole savior thing where you just couldn't let me do it alone! Like you do with Amaya and her drinking contests. And you were the one who wouldn't shut up about it on Monday. "

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden took a swig from the bottle. She had planned to just wave it off and pretend it wasn't as upsetting as it had been, but if Summer was going to be like this...

"What does Amaya have to do with any of this?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

And she pulled from the bottle before Summer could stop her.

"Come on, Seivarden," she said, hand out to take the bottle back, "I'm still drinking that, and there are things called glasses? Aren't you supposed to be civilized? And Amaya has nothing to do with this, way to focus on the least important detail.

"Anyway," she finally came around to it, "I wanted to say I'm sorry."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Jaskier couldn't just go to the bar to make his very new friend Silver drink unfortunate liquors. Which was why he showed up tonight to... maybe find another unfortunate liquor.

"I think I ought to try something different this time," he announced, eyeing the wall of alcohol behind the Tiny at the bar. "Ouzo sounds interesting."

[my_own_advocate]

"In a small glass, or with a small tower of ice?" Lucifer asked, sweeping in beside him.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"However you would suggest," Jaskier said easily, turning his flirtatious attention away from Tiny and onto Lucifer. Look, he was just gonna flirt with anyone who came within five feet of him. It was his thing.

[my_own_advocate]

"Get the man an ouzo on the rocks," said Lucifer, smirking, pleased, "Something to help him last a while longer."

Flirting was a language he spoke fluently.

... As he did all human languages, but still.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"I can safely say that has never been an issue with me," Jaskier replied with an answering grin.

[1000yearstoolate]

"So you're back," Seivarden said, smiling as she took a sip from her whisky.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"So I am," he replied, smiling back at her. "I believe I prefer this bar to the other one in town."

There were more pretty people. Also, he was gonna nail Silver at some point. That shy, shy boy.

[1000yearstoolate]

"The music is usually better," Seivarden snorted. "Although you should try Summer's jello shots at some point."

Seivarden couldn't believe she was saying that.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Jello shots?" DON'T LET THIS LITERAL WOO GIRL HAVE JELLO SHOTS, SEIVARDEN.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"You know," said Summer, setting down two shot glasses and wielding a diamond-encrusted bottle of tequila and starting to pour; did she go out and find two diamond-encrusted shot glasses to use for just this bit? Maaaaybeeeee, "I'm all for humiliating Eric with loopholes, but there miiiiiight be a slightly more efficient way for me to drink in here that doesn't involve me lugging around my own booze everytime."

And, shots poured, she handed one out for Lucifer.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer took the glass. "Efficiency is boring," he said, "But if you finish that all in one night, I'd be happy to get Tiny to get your next drink."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer squinted a little as sh considered this.

"Okay," she said, "a few questions first. Is sharing allowed? Because I definitely owe Seivarden a drink and there's that tiiiiiny problem where I can't actually buy her one. Also, are there any limits on what this drink is? And lastly, will there be someone to help me home, because this is not a small bottle and I need to really get the most out of what drinks I can get around here."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer pretended to think about all of those questions. Deeply.

"Yes, no, and yes."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer appreciated his considerable consideration.

"Follow up question: will that person be Tiny?"