The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Well, everyone's parents were gone, and Lucifer hadn't had to deal with any relatives of his own. He called that a success.

FIRST GLASS OF WHISKEY
ON THE HOUSE
FOR ANYONE WHO HAD
SOME ARSE THEY HATE AROUND
THIS WEEKEND

There. That seemed like a great idea to cash in.

Lucifer hummed to himself, and retreated to the piano for a range of 'fuck you, dad' songs.

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[hasaknightjob]

Marc didn't normally hit the Devil's Nest on Tuesday nights but frankly there were more reasons that he needed a drink than he could count and there was not enough booze back at the apartment to do it. Wine, yes. Useful alcohol, no.

Upon entering he took a look at the sign. "That only for people who came for the weekend?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, otherwise it would just say 'free whiskey'," Lucifer said, raising an eyebrow.

[hasaknightjob]

"I'm just saying they could still be here," Marc pointed out. He took a seat at the bar. "Not that it matters. I'm guessing 'free' doesn't mean a heavy pour."

[my_own_advocate]

"Depends on how badly your story drives me to drink," Lucifer offered.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc inclined his head in acknowledgement of a fair point. "Nothing new or exciting. Weekend actually went fine, other than whatever the fuck happened the other night."

Marc understood that what had happened was Taweret actually showing up. "Whatever the fuck" was how he tended to summarize anything related to the gods, however.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer eyed him. "Very descriptive."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight was oblivious to any other Hendrickson drama that might have gone on over the weekend. But that sign was very on point and tempting so he made his way into the Devil's Nest and took a seat at the bar.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, you get two free drinks," Lucifer informed him, sweeping towards the bar.

[alwaysonguard]

"Ok.... not that I don't appreciate free drinks but.... now I'm a little worried," Dwight said raising an eyebrow at Lucifer.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, I assume you'd need it after your arse of a father turned up this weekend," Lucifer pointed out.

[alwaysonguard]

"Crap... he didn't come in an cause trouble did he?" Dwight asked, a mix of horror and concern on his face.

[my_own_advocate]

"I threw him out of the bar for being filth," Lucifer said, pouring Dwight a large glass without asking. "Here. To controlling bloody fathers who don't know how to listen."

[hasaknightjob]

Marc gave Dwight a nod when he saw him. Marc was, of course, the last person to start conversation if there was a chance the other person wanted to drink in peace.

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight gave a nod in return. "How's it going, Marc?" That was a double question of sorts. Dwight had spoken with Marc a handful of times only and had only just met Steven at the 3MDs, so he was pretty sure he had the right guy but, well, his brain was still a bit frazzled from the weekend.

[hasaknightjob]

"Survived the weekend," Marc said, the accent confirming Dwight had gotten it in one. "You?"

Layla had told him nothing about their encounter.

[alwaysonguard]

"Survived a visit from the old man... so not the best weekend. Glad it is over," He said with a shrug. "But I did get to meet your friend, Layla. She is very nice."

[special_rabbit]

Eventually, Amaya had made it through enough of her whiskey that her pretending to not have noticed that Dwight was there in the bar (yes, he was very noticeable, but also, she was very stubborn) had turned into little glances over that she couldn't much help, and since denial was a little more difficult once there was a line of sight, she eventually also added a nod of acknowledgement. And once the acknowledgement was there, it just felt rude to be leaving it at that, especially when she was doing so clearly fine and everything with everything, so eventually, that nod was accompanied by a "Dwight."

And, a complicated moment later, it was followed with, "Survived the weekend, I see."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight gave a nod and offered a small smirk and an "Amaya" in return for the brief initial greeting.

"Yeah, managed to survive. And yourself? Any visitors from Daventry over the weekend?" he asked.

[special_rabbit]

"Eh," Amaya waved a dismissive hand before picking up her glass again, "Wente Fey, the baker, is always threatening to show up, but he's yet to make good on that threat. Far too squishy. And we Blackstones aren't exactly a close-knit clan, if one of them did, it would be entirely by accident."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight would have gladly taken that solitude this weekend, Amaya. Consider yourself lucky.

"The Hendricksons aren't all that closed (understatement of the century) and yet my old man still chose this weekend to show up. Lucky me huh?"

[special_rabbit]

Amaya wasn't usually the type that couldn't handle being alone with her own thoughts, but a certain bouquet of meat roses and a book about gardening was making it just shy of impossible for her to manage it that evening. So off to the bar it was, and the Devil's Nest was just that slight bit closer, and you know what? Here she was, not even with a drink yet, and already finding a good distraction in squinting at the specials board and wondering if she could make a good case over the fact that Dave had been a bit of a pain in her rear lately on account of the fact that he was molting....

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, if it isn't the buxom blacksmith," Lucifer greeted, from by the bar. "What can I get Tiny to get you?"

[special_rabbit]

"Well," said Amaya, "I gotta admit, that whiskey's sounding like it'll hit the spot, though it'll be more than just the glass, and I guess I should count myself lucky I'll be having to pay full price. Unless you're willing to make exceptions for lobsters in molting."

She figured it wouldn't hurt to at least throw it out there.

[my_own_advocate]

"Sadly, no," Lucifer said, waving at Tiny. "But I'll ask him to grab you a full bottle, then?"

[special_rabbit]

"Just so long as it's a big one," Amaya agreed with a nod. "And how've you been, Lucifer? Fairly easy weekend for you, I hope?"