From Lucifer's Penthouse to Los Angeles, Monday Evening

[my_own_advocate]

Right. Lucifer considered himself again in the walk-in mirror. Was his bow-tie properly tied? The rest of the white tux was immaculate, but the tie...

Look, he'd managed to finally come out of hiding on the Rouge a few days ago. He'd spoken to miss Lopez, and discovered almost no time had passed. Which had come in handy for when Linda had come over to yell at him about how hard it was to find an elementary school for a child that was only a year old on paper. And then... time had gone on.

Amenadiel had yelled at him again, but he'd ignored that.

No, if they were going to be in Los Angeles, he was... going to try and take his mind off of the whole God mess. No one needed him self-actualizing anything else in a panic, right? So he'd arranged something special for tonight. A visit to the only magician's club in all the world...

"Now if only I could get this bloody bowtie right," he muttered, as he gave up, and finally stepped out of the walk-in, back into the apartment.

[[ for them, and based on Lucifer season 6 episode 1, 'Nothing Ever Changes Around Here'. ]]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia took note of the guy who seemed to think he was in charge - or at least had strong feelings about going by the book. Then she fixed her attention on Chloe.

Had she always seemed so... small?

Unimposing.

Octavia shook her head, just barely. "Me and Duke didn't even know who he was until about an hour ago."

[betterthanaplan]

“Kinda still don’t,” Duke noted. “Assuming the real Magnar is the one who came out of the box.”

[my_own_advocate]

"I can't say I do either," Lucifer agreed. "For all I knew, it was Magnar."

[nohottubgirl]

"Yeah. We actually, uh, got the ID back on him already," Chloe said. Her eyes darted up to Lucifer's face. Then, very quickly, back to her notepad. "It's Magnar's understudy. We're just... trying to find out--"

She shook her head, as if in conversation with herself. "Well, you know how this works," she said.

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes," Lucifer said, nodding. "You're trying to find out which people may have motive to kill Magnar's apprentice."

A pause.

And then, without thinking, he added, "Would you like some assistance? For old times' sake."

[okteiviakom]

Well, great way to get Octavia's eyes to dart over to Lucifer's face. Or his profile, anyway, whatever.

Her own face was unreadable, though.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke's face was not unreadable. Duke's face was in large print and translated into several languages for optimal accessibility.

He was not a fan of assisting with this murder case, no.

[my_own_advocate]

Ah. "Ah," Lucifer said, "If in exchange Duke and Octavia can go home, of course."

[nohottubgirl]

Chloe's forehead crumpled into a frown. "I-- this is not a hostage situation, Lucifer."

[okteiviakom]

"Also we're a long way from home," Octavia rasped, evenly.

Although now she was glancing at Duke, to get a read on him.

[betterthanaplan]

"My boat's the harbor," Duke noted. "We can, uh. Wait there. If you want to hang out, Luce."

He'd prefer to drag Lucifer back to the Rouge with them, but well. He understood wanting to do things 'for old times' sake' with a former fling. Even while he kind of hated it.