"Lucifer!" Duke greeted. "Hang on, I saved you a can of beans."

Someone had handwavily heard all about Lucifer's opinion of his cooking, yes.

"Well, I can always whip up a discount tuna burger." No really, he'd heard all about Lucifer's comments on his cooking. Lucifer was lucky Duke didn't have a can of sardines on him to dramatically eat in front of him. "But the beans are really the stars of the show."

Well sure! But Duke was the sort who drank $300/bottle bourbon. At Lucifer's club. He had taste!

. . . And admittedly sometimes ended up living on canned beans or fish jerky if he was at sea long enough.

"I don't know, man, this is Fandom. We might get attacked by something." He didn't expect to, but he also hadn't expected to fight off animated action figures while in Haven for a few days. "It is nice to be somewhere I can walk around without getting stared at, though."

"That's depressing," Duke said, shaking his head. "You want to come aboard? I promise not to force any fish on you."

Duke just assumed Lucifer was ignoring them. He was the Devil, after all, obnoxiously ignoring things seemed right up his alley.

"Made front page news just by landing, got glared at for daring to go to a restaurant in my own hometown," Duke said. "Made friends with an old lady who helped bust Octavia out of jail. Pretty standard 'going home to visit' stuff, really."

"A thing of beauty," Duke said, brightening just thinking about it. "It really is too bad it was so wasted on Nathan."

Lucifer may or may not remember that Nathan was the name of Duke's police officer ex.

"That she punched a cop?" Or, you know, that she'd punched his ex. "I mean, he did immediately arrest her, so maybe she wasn't too excited about bragging about that part."

Duke chuckled. "Like I said, thing of beauty. Too bad he's also the Chief of Police's son." He shook his head. "She tried kicking him in the nuts too, apparently. That part I didn't get to see."

He'd been too busy freaking out at Gloria over Nathan arresting Octavia. Also, cleaning up after the animated action figure attack.

"The man literally can't feel anything. It was definitely a wasted effort." Duke sighed. "Still would've been something to see, though."

"And how," Duke said. "Especially since the only reason she punched him was because he was making his usual ass of himself at me."

Duke laughed. "Yeah man, I know." He'd even managed to say the L word out loud after busting her out of jail. Or -- the H word, technically, since it had been in Trig, but still. This was major progress for Duke. "So how was the Philippines? You spend the entire time in bed, or did you at least take some time to look around?"

"Oh man. I haven't had a good foursome in . . . ages." That was one major drawback to monogamy, right there. "You hit up any of the food carts? That part of the world has some of the best street food."

As a piano player, Lucifer especially had to be careful of such things. There was only so much piano based pop out there, after all!

"Yeah, it's . . . kind of weirdly okay," Duke said. "At least so far. I mean, this is my first real monogamous relationship since, like, high school. My relationship with my wife was pretty much entirely based on orgies." A shrug. "You know, and crime."

Duke and Evi were all class, really.