Lucifer hadn't been lying when he'd told Seivarden he was in no hurry to go chasing Octavia while Duke remained in mum mode.

Didn't mean he wasn't going to do something - it was just that something, in this case, was to wander by, make note of Octavia genuinely being Octavia up there, and then wander just close enough to the gangplank to leave an overly fancy brunch basket sitting right there.

Fancy seafood tastes or not, Lucifer still didn't trust the cuisine of anyone running a small town diner.

He retreated a few steps.

Yes, still definitely Octavia.