The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Tiny was looking for something tonight. Octavia watched him for a good chunk of time as he went around looking behind bottles and into most nooks and crannies he could find.

Ultimately, she had to ask, "Why would we have decks of playing cards behind the bar?"

The Devil's Nest was open. There were no cards.

[ooc: Open! May be slow as I try to shake off the last of this damned summer flu.]

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[my_own_advocate]

"Now what's he doing?" Lucifer asked, squinting, as he strode inside the bar.

[okteiviakom]

"Looking for playing cards," Octavia replied. And no, not in a way that expected Lucifer to find any meaning in it, either. "He hasn't said why."

[my_own_advocate]

There was a long pause, born of long acquaintance with Tiny.

"... Suppose it could be worse," Lucifer said. "How's bar night otherwise?"

[okteiviakom]

"Well, nothing's turned into anything it shouldn't have," Octavia shrugged, with a glance around the bar, "and it's as quiet as it tends to be, so..."

Tiny wry look.

"Like you said, could be worse."

[my_own_advocate]

"No terrible sculptures made of sausage," Lucifer added. He approached the bar idly. "Suppose you could make me a drink without incident..."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, leaning against the bar.

"I think that depends on what you wanna order," she pointed out, "and how well equipped I am to make it."

[my_own_advocate]

"Just a scotch," Lucifer said, leaning against the bar on his end. "And perhaps a kiss...?"

[okteiviakom]

"That might cost you extra."

Why?

Because his niron was a brat on her good days.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, would it?" Lucifer asked, tilting his head just so. "And how much would that be?"

[okteiviakom]

"As much as something nice," Octavia said, with an unfounded confidence.

Something specific was going to occur to her in a second, but it hadn't yet.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "Mm, still doesn't narrow it down, darling," he said.

[okteiviakom]

"You're not immediately overflowing with ideas of nice things to give me?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, I don't have many nice things on me right this second," Lucifer noted. "In fact, I'd say you're standing guard over most of the ones in the room right now. I could, of course, offer sexual favors, but we are in public..."

[okteiviakom]

"We wouldn't have to be," Octavia retorted, but, well. Now a thought was coming to her, something she'd almost brought up a few times, but it hadn't felt like a good moment, or she'd gotten distracted out of it, or...

"There is something, actually," she said, slower, with her head tilting just a fraction.

(No, it wasn't going to be anything dirty.)

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, a little smile playing around his mouth. "Do tell."

[okteiviakom]

"The island," Octavia said, slower still, clearly hesitant now for reasons she wouldn't have been able to explain. But also trying to get on with it, because 'the island' wasn't exactly a very specific term in their lives. "With the otters."

Better.

"I know it was a while ago, but. Do you think it's still... available? For seeing?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer blinked. Oh-- right. "In this market? Likely," he said, pulling up his phone immediately.

[okteiviakom]

"I don't know what that means."

'The market', of course. 'Likely' was easy, and the way more important part, so really it was more of a weak joke.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer ignored it. He'd found the entry within moments.

"Still up for sale," he said. "And thus, still available for a tour."

[okteiviakom]

"Then... That's the price of a kiss."

Octavia tried her best to keep her tone light. It came out... a little hopeful, too.

"Doesn't have to be paid in advance."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded, expression serious.

His fingers moved across the phone screen rapidly, clearly typing up a message.

He sent it.

"Requested."

[okteiviakom]

So Octavia beckoned him closer, over the bar.

She'd get to his drink in a second.

[my_own_advocate]

And obligingly, Lucifer leaned over the bar.

Only then did some of the seriousness peel away from his face.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hands came up to both cradle his face, and to pull him in for the kiss.

Sorry, Tiny, just keep looking for the cards further away.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer cupped the back of her head and kissed her back.

Happily.