Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Another Sunday, another date night at the mansion, another meal almost finished. The dessert was more chocolate than it was fruit, but the latter was still very much a part of it. The combination seemed to be just the right thing for Octavia, because...

"Is it too much if I lick the bowl?"

The answer was not going to affect her much.

[ooc: For that guy and also glorious SP.]

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[okteiviakom]

"There's mud in the preserve like half the year."

She had no concept for mud wrestling, no.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer made an amused noise. "Not quite the same."

[okteiviakom]

"Well, there's mud and it's messy. Isn't that enough?"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "Not precisely," he said. "Though I'd also happily grapple in the mud there with you."

[okteiviakom]

"I think you might be a little too worried for your suit," Octavia hazarded.

Mostly teasing, but not entirely.

[my_own_advocate]

"Suits can come off."

[okteiviakom]

"And then the wildlife will steal them."

No, they wouldn't.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. "Oh, if only they were that well-dressed," he sighed.

[okteiviakom]

"Some of the squirrels wear tiny hats?" Octavia offered. Very seriously.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer snorted. "Muckrackers," he said. "Fedoras don't count. Not in this century."

[okteiviakom]

"I'm not from this century," Octavia pointed out, "maybe they're not, either."

She picked up her drink, to finish it.

[my_own_advocate]

"Are there a great deal of fedoras in your time?" Lucifer teased, relaxed.

[okteiviakom]

"We didn't really do hats at all," Octavia admitted easily, over the edge of the glass.

[my_own_advocate]

"No hats at all?" Lucifer echoed, laughing softly.

[okteiviakom]

"I mean, I'm sure someone, somewhere wore one," Octavia allowed. "But not me. And not really anyone near me."

[my_own_advocate]

"This is making me think we should... try out some hats on you," Lucifer mused.

[okteiviakom]

And it was Octavia's turn to snort.

"You think I should wear more hats?" Or any.

[my_own_advocate]

"I think we should head into my walk-in and play around," Lucifer returned. "Doesn't have to be you trying things on."

[okteiviakom]

"You're going to get distracted and start trying on outfits yourself," Octavia predicted.

She drank the rest of her juice, and set the empty glass down.

And nodded.

"Let's do that."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. "No," he said, rising from his seat. "You choose."

[okteiviakom]

"That's what you say now."

She held a hand out to him, like she was offering him the choice of helping her up.

[my_own_advocate]

He took it, and gave it a gentle tug. "It's a promise."

[okteiviakom]

"We'll see," Octavia teased, and stood up from he seat.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed, tugging her along towards the hallway. "Brat," he said. "I take my word very seriously."

[okteiviakom]

"And I'm restoring balance to the world by not taking it seriously for this one thing," Octavia retorted, swinging their hands faintly. "It all works out."