The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Last week had not been a disaster. Lucifer had almost given up hope that there was such a thing as multiple days that were not a disaster, but here they were, well into the week and no disaster had yet occurred.

He shooed Tiny away from the specials board and wrote down 40% OFF ON THE BALBOA COCKTAIL AND ANY DRINK YOU CAN NAME THAT SOUNDS BEACHY.

Then he skedaddled to the piano, where for the first time in ages, he fell back into his usual repertoire.

Times felt good right now, and he was going to cling to that feeling as long as he possibly could.

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Have A Drink

[my_own_advocate]

Go on, ask Tiny.

Listen to the Music

[my_own_advocate]

There's a lot of Nina tonight.

Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

In a genuinely decent mood, for once.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

It had been a shockingly non-disastrous week, yeah. Octavia was pretty sure she'd caught her therapist giving a sigh of relief when she hadn't had anything particularly fresh to report as weighing on her, this morning.

She showed up in the middle of the evening. Not very early, not very late. Stole a page from Duke's book, and got a drink to bring over to the piano.

And set it down where Lucifer would be able to reach.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer heard the sound of the glass hitting the piano first. He glanced up, and caught... not the boat person he expected, but one that drew a smile from him all the same.

"Miss Octavia," he said.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"Lucifer," Octavia replied with a little nod.

The curving of her lips was very subtle.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Pleasure to have you in my club," Lucifer said, and reached for the drink. "What did you get me?"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"Brandy."

Well.

Someone should drink some.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah, your drink of choice," Lucifer said, sitting back a bit with it, as much as he could on the bench. "Planning to watch me drink it?"

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Tiny shrug. "Maybe."

Probably, really.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer rose behind the piano. "Sounds like a worthwhile way to spend an evening," he said, reaching for her hand.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's met his, fingers pushing between fingers almost immediately.

"Well, you are supposed to be the entertainment, here."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Only your entertainment for at least the next half hour, I promise," Lucifer said, and tugged her towards the seating in the corner.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia followed along easily enough.

"Guess that makes me special."

She'd expected nothing less.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

"Obviously you're special," Lucifer said, sinking into a seat, scooting a bit so she could join him.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"Mm-hm." Octavia took what was her clearly assigned seat, and sat maybe a little closer to him than was necessary.

Or maybe it was necessary. Who could say?

"Lucky me."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's arm slid around her shoulders as soon as she was close, so it was clear that in his opinion, it was very necessary.

"I believe technically speaking, I would be the lucky one in that regard."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

"I'm lucky to be entertained," Octavia retorted.

Leaning ever so slightly into it.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer made an amused noise. He kissed her cheek. "I won't argue with that."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. It was a soft sound.

"Drink up."

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed, bringing the glass up to his lips. "I'm drinking, I'm drinking," he assured her, before doing just that.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[okteiviakom]

And like she'd said, Octavia watched him do it.

... Then leaned up for a kiss.

Re: Talk to Lucifer

[my_own_advocate]

Well, Lucifer was hardly going to turn that down. Even if the grin he kissed her back with was very amused.

Back Office

[my_own_advocate]

Where it's always leather pants day.

OOC

[my_own_advocate]