The Perk, Saturday Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

Well, their luck had had to run out one way or another eventually.

Octavia was a raccoon again, and Lucifer was annoyed about it. Who knew how long it was going to take this time? Another month? Three months? The full year?

"Another extreme shake, mr. Morningstar?" the barista chirped.

Lucifer glared at her. "I want coffee," he said. "Just dump as much sugar in it as you can possibly find behind the counter."

He was very, very annoyed by the situation, and not at all relieved he had something to turn all of his restless strange feelings on that wasn't himself. Yep.

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[justice_undone]

Would it help with his annoyance that Breq stepped through the door just after Lucifer had ordered?

Seivarden had been out when she had arrived, and she would go and visit Tisarwat in a bit, but while here she could just as well stop by for a cup of tea.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer turned to see who had just entered, stared, said, "Oh, perfect," turned back to the barista, and loudly declared, "Did you plan this?!"

[justice_undone]

Oh, not the kind of company she had hoped for. Breq guessed that the feeling was mutual though, which made it easier.

"Yes, she called me, because the multiverse revolves around you," she said.

[my_own_advocate]

"I knew it," Lucifer said, looking from Breq to the barista and back. "Can't you see I'm already having a terrible day?"

[justice_undone]

"I'm sure you can find a way to improve it," Breq said, then turned to the barista with a smile. "I'll have a cup of tea, when you're finished with whatever he is having."

[my_own_advocate]

"Why don't you go somewhere else?" Lucifer asked. "Like... JGoB's, or something. They make tea. I think."

Now that Seivarden was gone from his life, so was tea.

[justice_undone]

"Why should I?" Breq turned her head to look at him.

[my_own_advocate]

"Common courtesy?" Lucifer offered.

[justice_undone]

"Since when is it common courtesy to tell people to leave a public place just because you dislike them?" Breq countered. "If my presence bothers you, just leave."

[my_own_advocate]

"No, I was here first," Lucifer said, maturely. "You leave."

[justice_undone]

Breq just looked at him, then turned to the barista again. "I'm sorry about this. I don't mind waiting though."

[my_own_advocate]

"How are you worse every time I see you?" Lucifer asked.

Because you always managed to run into her when you were having a personal crisis, Luce.

[justice_undone]

"You should ask yourself why my presence bothers you more every time," Breq said. "Actually, I'm asking myself that right now."

[sith_said]

“Lucy!” Cait said as he careened into the place, red cape flying behind him and crown askew. “Whit dae ye be skitin', is it onie guid, an' dae ye hink th' guid men an' kimmers haur woods lit me hae a body?”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer squinted at Cait as he tried and failed to parse that.

"I've tried to get out of the business of hiding bodies," he said, taking a wild stab.

[sith_said]

That... that had nothing to do with what he’d asked but Cait was nothing if not willing to roll with the nonsense that came from people not understanding him.

He nodded sagely, pulling himself up into a seat.

“It’s probably fur th' best tae gie some distance frae 'at! Efter aw, yer clase won’t tak' kindly tae it, thocht noo ah wonder if fowk hae hid bodies in th' woods aroond haur! What dae ye hink?”

[my_own_advocate]

"Don't hide bodies in the woods," Lucifer said, with authority. "You never know when your divine Mum will start drawing people maps about how to find them."

[sith_said]

Cait laughed, which made his crown bobble on his head, but it didn’t fall.

“Ach, Lucy, 'at matters only if Ah hae a mammy! Besides, fa woods ever suspect a bonnie moggie loch me?”

He wasn’t suspicious at all!

[my_own_advocate]

"You're a felt cat," Lucifer said. "I don't mean this as an insult, but speaking from experience, you'd be the first person I'd suspect of a homicide."

[sith_said]

Cait Sith eyed him for a long, long moment.

“But wa?”

[my_own_advocate]

"Look at you," Lucifer said, gesturing at him. "Smiling, crowned, cute, in a cloak, adorable. A perfect disguise for murder."

Beat.

"Hypothetically."

[sith_said]

“Weel, yoo’re nae wrang when pit 'at way! I’m e'en a wee leery ay myself noo! But, nah, th' boss, noo he ain’t 'at sort sae i’m nae either.”

Cait shrugged a little.

[my_own_advocate]

"Right, well," Lucifer said. "I do wish you luck with your body."

[sith_said]

Cait looked down at his body then back up at Lucy.

“What’s wrang wi' it?”

[my_own_advocate]

"...The dead one?"