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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

"I'm incredibly done with this," Lucifer informed Tiny on his way in. Not without reason: he had seen that hand going for the rum, and he wasn't having it. "Jack Daniels only tonight."

Tiny eyed him.

"On specials," Lucifer clarified, rolling his eyes.

Tiny sighed and obligingly went over to make the sign.

TONIGHT'S SPECIAL:
JACK DANIELS
and any drink
containing
a measure of Jack

There. Much better.

"And I am continuing this Frank Sinatra theme at the piano," he added, and did just that.

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At the piano, or drinking some Jack Daniels at the bar.

It was one of those rare nights where Octavia wanted to come up to the piano.

But she didn't. Caught Lucifer at the bar, instead. Raising her glass. "Hey."

"And hello, beautiful," Lucifer said, flashing her a smile as he took his drink and moved over towards her. "How was your day?"

"The usual," Octavia said easily, watching him come closer. She'd been on the mainland for the third time this week, today, but... That was something she wasn't talking to anyone about.

Her hair had dried hours ago, anyway.

"How was yours?"

"Quite all right," Lucifer said. "But very quiet. I decided to go shopping for the pool party tomorrow."

Octavia's head tilted just a little. With faint interest? Maybe?

"Pool party?" she repeated. "What would you even have to buy for a pool party?"

She didn't know much about them, but it seemed kind of... self-evident. And not like it needed much.

"A new speedo, obviously, and some pool noodles," Lucifer said, sipping his drink. "In any other year I would've brought something hilariously inflatable, but I think people are still a bit traumatized about that."

Surprisingly enough, Octavia did not need to ask what pool noodles were.

"Well," she rasped, "good thinking."

"Mm," Lucifer said. "I don't suppose you'd like to come with me?"

Octavia blinked. "... To the party?"

As if there was something else he could mean.

"I know large groups of people aren't your style, but if there's an actual pool involved, you could just skulk in a corner by the water scowling at everyone while drinking and still have a good time."

'A good time' seemed like kind of a stretch.

And was possibly the cause of the fleeting, faintly dry look she was giving him right now.

(Didn't mean she wasn't considering it.)

"Right," Lucifer sighed, "I didn't think so."

It had been worth a shot.

Octavia watched him for a moment. Her expression gave nothing away, as usual.

Then she took a sip, and said, idly, "You went to the diner yesterday."

"There was a raccoon eating oysters," Lucifer said, casting her a look. "I was a bit worried it was you."

Octavia couldn't help her little snort.

"He was far too neat about eating to be me."

"Well, I couldn't exactly tell through the window," Lucifer said, sipping his drink. "I mean, I am relieved it wasn't you, but I am seriously worried about Duke's apparent newfound weakness for trash-pandas."

"Duke's weakness is anything that needs feeding."

That wasn't accurate. More a quip than anything else.

"Point is... You went to the diner." Everyone knew his deal with the diner. She was looking up at him, faintly wry. "Guess I could go to one party."

Lucifer's mouth curved.

"I'd be happy to see you there," he said. "And I am, of course, more than willing to run interference with anyone who annoys you. Saves you some punching."

Snort. "I don't need interference," she said, with a small shake of her head. "Anyone annoys me, I'll just leave."

"Well, I generally prefer that you not leave the space I'm in," Lucifer said, "So consider this a self-defense effort."

"Fair."

That came out with another little huff. Followed by the faintest ghost of a smirk.

"You could also still make me breakfast tomorrow."

"Oh, she gets one hangover breakfast and she's immediately hungry for more?" Lucifer teased.

"No," Octavia replied without missing a beat, "I get five breakfasts a week, and that leaves me hungry for the missing two."

Lucifer laughed softly. "Mm, suppose there are advantages to sleeping with two people," he joked. "Fine, I'll make you breakfast tomorrow."

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