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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[betterthanaplan]

“I’m not saying anything further without a lawyer present,” Duke said cheerfully when it was his turn. “Besides, they got everything covered. Are we free to leave?”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer blinked when Octavia finished, and leaned over in a quiet aside, awkward cleared-throat implied, "Darling, there's a questionnaire about your preferences when you join this club. I updated mine before we came here. I just try not to think about it because it ruins the mystery when we're here."

[nohottubgirl]

Chloe, meanwhile, rubbed her forehead and eyed Duke. "Seriously?" she said. "Yes, you're free to leave."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave Lucifer a mildly dry look, and didn't particularly lower her voice as she said, "You could've just told me when I asked. I've been poisoned before."

[my_own_advocate]

"To preserve the mystery," Lucifer hissed. "Why would you assume you'd be poisoned at a club I co-founded?!"

[okteiviakom]

"Because I know you would never assume it could happen," Octavia snapped back at him. But at a slightly lower volume, this time. Like maybe she was at least half-remembering there was an audience.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke tossed Chloe a salute, not the least bit bothered by her irritation, and got to his feet. “Ella, lovely to see you. Let’s hang out at a non-crime scene sometime. Detective, it’s been . . . a thing.”

He offered Octavia his arm. “Let’s go,” he suggested. “Luce, you with us, or sticking around?”

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had opened his mouth to say something no doubt ill-advised, but at least Duke distracted him from it. "Ah, I'll stay here," he said. "I need to see this case through, obviously."

Sure. Obviously.

[okteiviakom]

Of course.

The expression on Octavia's face was looking a little tight, but she took Duke's arm. Hopefully that was enough indication she was taking his suggestion, since she didn't say anything.

[betterthanaplan]

It seemed like a reasonable assumption, yes.

Duke leaned down to give Lucifer a quick kiss. “See you at the boat when you’re done.”

[my_own_advocate]

"Of course," Lucifer said, inclining his head. "I will endeavour not to be long."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia continued to say nothing, and wasn't really in a kissing mood.

But she reached out and briefly brushed her fingers over Lucifer's sleeve. It was enough for right now.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke gave her arm a squeeze as he aimed them for the exit.

That hadn’t gone how any of them had thought. But hopefully Lucifer would enjoy the rest of his evening without having to worry about them.

As much as anyone could enjoy a murder investigation, anyway.