It had been such an intense week of work for Detective Chloe Decker and her partner Lucifer Morningstar. Even the dynamic duo had their challenges from time to time. It was just one of those weeks. They had been dealing with murder after vicious murder. Each more gruesome than the last. It was non-stop. Didn't evil ever take a vacation? Currently, they were trying to juggle three cases at once. It made for many a late night working long hours at the office. Because of that Trixie had to spend the past week alternating between Dan and her grandmother's house. She missed her little monkey dearly. All Chloe truly wanted was to be home with Trixie, sitting in their pj's, parked on the couch having a movie marathon while eating popcorn. Even if they were all animated ones she didn't care. She just wanted to spend quality time with her baby girl. Now, unfortunately, was not the time. Duty called.

There were piles of case files strewn across her desk that all required her attention at the moment. She blew a few stray hairs out of her face in frustration as she continued to flip through the pages. "Soon," she promised herself. Once they'd wrap this up she'd be able to see her daughter again finally. All of a sudden, Chloe felt a slight pinch on the left side of her forehead. She lifted her hand up in a reflexive manner to curiously inspect the area. "That was odd," she thought as she attempted to figure out what may have just happened.

"Detective," Lucifer said somewhat exasperated leaning slightly forward holding his arms out to his sides his expression a bit baffled. He couldn't believe she had been ignoring him. If there was one thing Lucifer hated it was being ignored. Apparently, paperwork wasn't the only thing vying for her time tonight. The tall, well-dressed, quirky, handsome, British man sitting arms folded over his chest directly across from her did as well. He had thrown a paper airplane at her head trying to catch her attention. It had playfully "bonked" off of her forehead. Chloe noticed the offender which had landed upside down on top of the files. "He's gonna get it when I have a chance..." she made a mental note as she scowled at the man. Her facial expression appeared to ask, "What the hell, man?"

Lucifer took a breath and with a smile continued, "Now that I have your undivided attention, as I was saying, I think it might be best if we packed up what we're working on and changed locales. You know? To actually change perspective on things. It may transfer over to the case as well."

"Hmm..." Chloe responded as she leaned back in her desk chair, the back end of the ballpoint pen poking into her chin, deep in thought as she contemplated Lucifer's proposition for a change of venue. Lucifer leaned closer toward her, his leg crossed over the other, hands folded on his knee shooting her one of his most persuasive smiles hoping to sway her opinion. A moment or two passed and Chloe replied, "Yeah, sure. I could use a moment to clear my head."

"Excellent!" he exclaimed clapping his hands together, "So, it's settled then. We'll move this oh, so exhilarating project to the penthouse. And we can order take away from that Mexican restaurant you adore. You shouldn't be working on an empty stomach anyway. When was the last time you ate, Detective?" he asked the concern evident in his voice.

"Uh..." Chloe had to actually think for a moment. As soon as she remembered she replied, "I had a sandwich from the vending machine for lunch."

"Tsk, tsk. You really need to take better care of yourself Detective," Lucifer playfully waggled a scolding finger in her direction as he clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"What are you my mother?" Chloe replied giving him a playful shove, raising an eyebrow, and then folding her arms defensively across her chest.

"No. Just someone who cares about the well-being of the L.A.P.D's best detective is all." His comment made Chloe react. She tried her best to keep the frown on her face, but her cheeks and ears said otherwise as they turned a slight pink at the compliment. "Besides if you were out of commission imagine all the murderers wreaking havoc over the city. It would be a bloody mess," he meant that both literally and figuratively, "Do you expect me to clean it all up by myself?" He then cutely booped Chloe on her nose with his pointer finger that had previously been waving in her face. She was taken aback by the gesture and couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, shut up," she gently slapped his shoulder with her hand as she chuckled at his previous statement.

It wasn't all bad though, having to work late, she did get to spend more time with the unpredictable Lucifer Morningstar. If she had to be stuck with such a draining task she was glad to be stuck with him. Misery loves company, right? One thing was for certain he was good at keeping the mood light and interesting. That's for sure. She was thankful for that. "Plus...he's not too bad to look at either." Wait...did she just think that? Thank goodness it stayed silent in her mind instead of sharing that bit of information. She shook the thought from her head as soon as it crept in. Lucifer shot his Detective a sweet smile as he got up, pulling on the bottom seam adjusting his suit jacket, and grabbed a good portion of the files. "Shall we?" He asked motioning to Chloe, tucking the manila folders under his arm.

She smiled and nodded in his direction, "I'm ready."

"After you, Detective," Lucifer said with a smile and slight bow as he gestured toward the door. He of course couldn't refrain watching her walk past him out the door. The way her hips swayed was mesmerizing.

Once they had exited the precinct and were outside, they headed towards the employee parking lot. When they had entered the lot they paused for a moment.

"Shall we take my car?" Lucifer politely offered.

"No, that's alright. I don't want to leave my car here overnight." True, she preferred it not to sit around in the precinct lot all night. But she also didn't have any intention of spending the night over at LUX either.