The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Monday morning

[betterthanaplan]

Duke and Octavia had entertained a guest last night. Which was the perfect excuse for Duke to go all out in the kitchen this morning, whipping up omelettes and waffles and bacon and sausage and plenty of fresh fruit. He always kept his galley well stocked when he was in port for just such an occasion, though he'd had less of a reason to really show off in the last few months that he used to.

Lucifer was a snob, though. So Duke really wanted to bring his A-game.

"So. We thinking mimosas? Bloody mary's? I make a mean irish coffee. . . ."

[for thems who stayed the night]

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[my_own_advocate]

"Not as good as your shrimp," Lucifer said, and picked up his drink with an amused swish.

[okteiviakom]

"And I've been out of the innuendo game for seven years," Octavia pointed out. "I need clear, entry level innuendo."