[There's an 'ooh' at the bottle, Lucifer taking it over to his wet bar and gesturing for Gabriel to sit wherever he'd like. There's a couch and a few comfortable chairs -- Lucifer does like his comforts. The Ex Lord of Hell goes over to see what he has to mix for his not-brother, looking over his goods and asking:]
Would you like a White Russian? Or I could do a Tequila Sunrise? Up to you, and... exactly the opposite. Of it not being fun. It was. Fun. Very. It was just...
[Lucifer stood there, vodka bottle in one hand and a bottle of orange juice in the other, looking perplexed.]
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Date: 2016-11-18 12:59 pm (UTC)Would you like a White Russian? Or I could do a Tequila Sunrise? Up to you, and... exactly the opposite. Of it not being fun. It was. Fun. Very. It was just...
[Lucifer stood there, vodka bottle in one hand and a bottle of orange juice in the other, looking perplexed.]
Unexpected.