Devil's Nest | Sunday Evening

[long_memory]

Silver was very, very lucky he had noticed the lemonade thing before he took a shower today. Could you imagine what that would have done to his beautiful hair? He shuddered at the thought.

On the upside, when he got to work he discovered lemonade and rum actually wasn't too bad together.

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[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had had a week, and one of the causes of said week was currently staying at home, where his bar was. Ergo he was coming here, where his other bar was, in search of alcohol and bad decisions.

"Good evening, not-a-fast-food-joint," he called on his way in. "You're a pirate, right?"

[long_memory]

Silver supposed there were worst ways to be greeted. At the moment he couldn't think of an example but surely one existed.

"I was," he replied. "There's not much pirating to be done here."

Despite what Magnus thought.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, I know," Lucifer said, pulling up a seat at the bar. "I just need you to pick me a bottle of rum. Whichever one you think is best."

[long_memory]

"I've been drinking this," he said, grabbing a bottle. "It's the closest to what I'm used to."

And it was one that didn't have that Captain Morgan on it. Silver didn't know who he was but his rum was rubbish.

"It's not bad with the lemonade."

[my_own_advocate]

"That has been rather a pain today, hasn't it?" Lucifer asked, leaning over the bar to grab an appropriate glass.

[long_memory]

"It's made things rather sticky," Silver agreed. "I'm very grateful I noticed before doing something like take a shower."

[my_own_advocate]

"Not my favorite kind of sticky situation," Lucifer agreed, and smirked at Silver over his newly-acquired glass. Which he held out. "Rum?"

[long_memory]

Silver obliged, and poured himself another glass too. "I hope it doesn't disappoint. It'd hurt my reputation as a pirate if it does."

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, if I find out the club stocks bad alcohol," Lucifer said, "It's not your reputation that'll take the hit."

He lifted his glass. "Cheers."

And took a sip.

Ah, much better. Right now scotch just tasted like idiot lovers being idiots.

[long_memory]

"Cheers," he said, raising his own glass. "Jaskier keeps making me try the varieties of alcohol in here. The only thing I found truly repulsive was the mezcal."

[my_own_advocate]

"Did you forget to use citrus?" Lucifer asked, taking a sip from his drink.

[long_memory]

"...yes we did," he said, sighing. "It makes sense there's a second step to it. I was wondering why anyone would drink that straight."

[my_own_advocate]

"Citrus, salt," Lucifer said solemnly. "Same with tequila, but doubly so for mezcal."

He grinned. "Don't take Jaskier's advice. The only place where he knows what he's talking about is in bed."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Jaskier was slightly sticky still and smelled faintly of lemons. Because this place was just rude.

"I think I've earned quite a bit of alcohol today."

[long_memory]

"Indeed it looks like you do," Silver said, not bothering to hide his smile. "I take it you don't want anything lemony?"

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"I'll take whatever is furthest from citrus as possible."

His pain was real!

[long_memory]

"Here, have some vodka." Nothing could go wrong with that! "Did you try to take a shower today?"

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Yes," Jaskier said mournfully, clutching his vodka close.

[long_memory]

Silver let out a little snort of a laugh before he could help himself. "I'm--I'm very sorry."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"You are not," he whined. "I smell like lemons!"

[long_memory]

"Oh but lemons smell good," he said oh-so-helpfully. "There are worse things to smell like."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

Jaskier made a face, thinking back on Geralt covered entirely in monster entrails. "That's true..."

[long_memory]

"Now the stickiness on the other hand," he said. "That's the real tragedy of today."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"One can only hope this is temporary," he sighed.

[long_memory]

"I'm sure it will be," he said. "The last few days have been rather strange, but it has been temporary."