Lucifer walked with Chloe towards the entrance of Lux the next day. "You should've left without me. I could've met you here. Now, you're late."

"What do you mean? I'm not late. I can show up when I please. One of the perks of owning the place," Lucifer said.

"You said your new bartender was supposed to start at six. It's almost seven," Chloe said.

"Correct. If she's not here yet, she's late, and putting her job in serious jeopardy," Lucifer said.

"Right, but you said you planned to train her yourself. You said that was the only way you could be sure you didn't have an idiot working for you," Chloe said.

"Uh huh, and her training already started. Let's see if she passed," Lucifer said before opening the door to Lux.

Chloe followed him inside and was surprised to see a girl behind the bar who looked no older than sixteen. "Lucifer, there is a child behind the bar."

"Ah, good, she passed the test. I wanted to see if she'd be standing around waiting for me or if she'd take initiative," Lucifer said. He was impressed. Not many would risk taking such initiative on the first day.

Chloe looked at her boyfriend with a sour look on her face. "That's your bartender. Lucifer, you cannot hire an underage girl to serve drinks!"

"Her ID says she's twenty-one," Lucifer sad before preceding to the bar. "Hello there. Already getting to it."

"Yeah, just like you planned. At least I'm assuming you were late on purpose," Sapphire said.

Lucifer smiled in approval. "You're clever. Of course, it could've ended badly for you if you had been wrong."

"Maybe, but I got the feeling you respect a risk taker," she said.

"Good intuition. Let's see if it's just luck. Pour me a drink. Let's see if you can come up with something I like," Lucifer said.

Sapphire nodded and grabbed a glass. She quickly concocted a drink and put it in front of her new boss.

Lucifer looked at the drink in front of him. "A White Russian. Not bad. I prefer straight liquor, but this will do. It will also give me a taste of your capabilities. Let's see how often you've been sneaking into your grandfather's liquor cabinet."

"Why would I need to do that when I've got an ID that says I'm Twenty-one," Sapphire asked.

Just then Chloe made her way over. She was still less than pleased.

"Hello, Dear. I wondered when you'd make your way over," Lucifer said.

"Can I get you anything?" Sapphire asked the woman.

"Yeah, I need to see your ID,' Chloe said frankly.

"This stunning woman is Detective Chloe Decker. She believes you're under age," Lucifer said.

"Oh, I more than believe it. ID," Chloe pressed firmly.

"Let her see your ID. Also, pour her a Cosmopolitan," Lucifer told his newest employee before taking a sip of his drink. He almost choked due to the surprise of how strong it was. "Bloody Hell! How much liquor did you put in this?"

"Oh, sorry. I didn't think the Devil would be a lightweight," Sapphire teased before handing the detective her ID. She then began pouring the drink Lucifer had requested.

"I am not a lightweight!" Lucifer protested with an insulted look on his face.

Despite her irritation, Chloe smirked at her boyfriend's expense before examining the ID given to her thoroughly. "I have to admit, this looks authentic, but that doesn't mean I believe it is. What do you think I'm going to find if I run your information into the system, Grace?"

"It's Sapphire. I hate Grace. And I guess neither of us will know until you do it," Sapphire said unworried.

"Do your parents know you're working in club as a bartender?" Chloe asked.

Sapphire slid the detective's drink across the table. "Well, if I was underage and intended to admit that, I might say that my mother was a drug addict and died shortly after giving birth because of that fact."

"I'm sorry. What about your father?" Chloe asked, in a slightly softer tone.

Sapphire shrugged. "I'm sure he's around somewhere. For all I know, he could be in this very room. He's a loser who never gave a damn."

Chloe sighed. Now she felt bad for even asking, but she was looking at a kid who was working in a bar. She had a reason to be concerned. "Do you have a guardian?"

"Not anyone," Sapphire said.

"Did you run away?" Chloe asked.

"Again, if I was to admit to being underage, I'd probably say it was mutual," Sapphire said. It wasn't a lie. She had become too much like her father for her grandfather's liking, so he all but kicked her out, just like he had her father.

"Do you have a place to live?" Chloe asked. By now, the cop in her voice was gone and replaced by the mother in her. She was beginning to understand why Lucifer hired her. It wasn't just him being irresponsible. He saw a kid in trouble, a kid who seemed to have a similar past to his own.

"Yeah," she said. Well, if you considered a seedy motel a place to live, she did.

"Chloe, a word?" Lucifer asked.

Chloe slid Sapphire's ID across the table and walked with Lucifer a few feet away.

"Will you let this go please?" Lucifer asked.

"Lucifer, I'm a cop. I can't sit back while a teenager serves drinks at your club," Chloe said. As she said it though, she had reservations about forcing the issue. This kid was obviously desperate. She had no parents and her guardian had kicked her out. Technically, she should call Child Services, but that wasn't exactly a great option for a teenager.

"I know you won't like hearing this, but under the circumstances, I don't think following the law is the best course of action," Lucifer said.

Chloe sighed. "I'd have to be an idiot not to have noticed the similarities between your life and hers. You see yourself in her. A kid being abandoned by those who are supposed to keep her safe. I get why you did it."

"Then allow it to be. She's not hurting anyone by working here. Who else do you think will hire her?" Lucifer asked.

Chloe nodded. That had occurred to her. Most would not hire a sixteen-year-old, at least not a place offering reasonable wages. The kid would end up on the street. So, it was either let it go, let Sapphire end up homeless, or call Child Services. Unfortunately, the best option was breaking the law. "Technically, her ID does say she's twenty-one, and as I said, it looks authentic. Okay, but I don't want to see here drinking anytime I come in here."

"It is a deal," Lucifer said before kissing her on the lips lightly. He then put his arm around her and they moved back towards the bar.