The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

The vacation had been lovely, but all things had to end. Preferably before Lucifer got so jittery and bored he did something ridiculous just to stay interested.

Either way, he had returned inspired.

"Warm beverages for everyone!" he declared. "Put up the fake snow!"

No, he didn't care that the holidays were over. He'd create an ambiance!

Today's Specials:
Mulled Wine
Coffee with Caramel or Red Velvet Bailey's
Gløgg

"I think we should look into serving sausages on sticks," Lucifer said, "Both as a warning and a snack."

Tiny sighed.

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[special_rabbit]

Amaya wasn't one to frequent the Devil's Nest much these days, unless she was looking to make a quick sale on some axe upgrades, but, for some reason, she felt there was something unexplainable, as if drawn by arcane whispers of certain words in certain orders, compelling her to stop in that evening...

"I don't know what Gløgg is," she observed once she finally got to the bar, still faintly wonder why she'd felt so determined to come in at all, "but I'll have two."

[my_own_advocate]

“It’s a Scandinavian form of mulled wine,” Lucifer said happily. “Tiny? Two large ones for the woman with the incredible… biceps, please.”

Tiny swept away to go get them.

[special_rabbit]

They were incredible...biceps, thank you.

"Well, that's not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be," Amaya remarked, sounding almost disappointed by that fact.

"Lucifer," she added, with a polite kind of nod. "How've you been?"

[my_own_advocate]

“Very good,” Lucifer said brightly, adjusting his coat. “Just came back from a bit of an anniversary vacation in Norway. Very cold, excellent for huddling together naked while drinking heavily.”

[special_rabbit]

And, you know, there were just some details that sometimes just felt a little bit on the superfluious side, if you asked Amaya, who nodded to Tiny as he got her her drink not a moment too soon.

"Seems the naked part's a bit counterintuitve to the fighting off the cold part," she noted, already knowing full well she was going to regret saying that.

But sometimes, your mouth just forced you to have to live with certain consequences.

[my_own_advocate]

"Only if you don't have a large, three-person-sized duvet, some sex toys, and a great deal of imagination," said Lucifer, who lived for superfluous details, always. "I can draw you some diagrams, if you'd like."

[superjoanjett]

Jessica took one look at the specials and shook her head. The cinnamon toast shot from yesterday had already pushed her limits for the week. A girl could only have so much character growth in a week.

"Is Glogg a drink or a drain cleaner?"

She still had some curiosity though.

[my_own_advocate]

“It’s hot, spiced wine from Norway,” Lucifer said brightly as he turned towards her. “Good evening, miss Jones, glad you could join us.”

[superjoanjett]

"Happy to bring up your profits," Jessica said with a slight grin. "I'll skip the wine for my usual rotgut. Is the drink available to amuse the viking owner of the establishment?"

[my_own_advocate]

“No, I just came back from a vacation in Norway and quite fancied it,” Lucifer said easily. “Thought I’d bring it home.”

[superjoanjett]

"Ah," Jessica said picking up her drink. "Good booze there? I hear the fjords are lovely this time of year."

Jessica had no idea if Norway had fjords or not.

[my_own_advocate]

“Well, it’s cold and it’s dark out there half of the year,” Lucifer said, “They had to invent some ways to get through the night.”