"I know," Duke said, delighted. "I'm pretty sure it does, too. And it doesn't care at all."

"You don't?" Duke asked. "Come on, look at all this crap." Duke turned in a circle, hands out. "It's like 'this is who I am and fuck you if you don't like it.' That's like . . . life goals, man."

"That's who you are," Duke said, dismissing that with a wave of his hand. "Not who . . . whoever made this giant pink monstrosity is." He nodded to the door. "Shall we check out the rest of the place?"

"When we get back to the hotel tonight, we're totally watching some John Waters. 'Scorching to the eye' is, like, Baltimore's thing."

Duke led the way in, buying them both tickets to the full museum. The lobby was white and circular, with a long ramp running up to the main floor away from the reception desk, lined in windows looking out over the harbor. It was a bit of peace for the eyes before they got to the riot of color that made up most of the place's permanent collection.

"Maybe a little," Duke said. "Spent a lot of time checking things out over here when I first got to Fandom. Pays to know the locals when you're a smuggler."

"Not this time. Got distracted by Fandom being Fandom pretty fast."

"So very Fandom, yes," Duke said. "These days, this kind of stuff?" Duke gestured to a mosaic made of glittering beetle wings. "Almost makes this stuff look normal."

"Pretty sure nothing in here is going to fit your particular aesthetic," Duke said. "I look forward to hearing all about how ugly everything is, though."

"Wow." Duke looked impressed. "I really hope not. How did that help with a murder case?"

"Ah, yes. Money laundering. People deal in the weirdest shit when they're money laundering."

"His . . . mermaid clowns." Duke nodded slowly. "Well. Takes all sorts."

"What did you end up doing with it?" Duke asked. He looked around, and led the way over to a particularly cluttered room displaying art from Salvation Mountain.

He was not going to bring up anything about Octavia on his own right now, so if Lucifer wanted to talk about her at all, he was going to have to do it.