Deck of the Fin & Tonic, the Bahamas, Sunday Afternoon

It sure had been some kind of weekend, hadn't it? A weekend that had profoundly mucked up all the progress they'd been making since Haven. Octavia and Duke, that was, leaving Lucifer utterly stumped as how to help.

After all, just about everything he tried seemed to blow back up in his face.

( Cut for casual narcotics use )

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