Chloe didn't have time for this person... Disheveled guy, bed hair, completely clueless yet as arrogant as her partner if not even more-so. As If that were possible. Which is who this guy was fishing for information about coincidentally.

"I have a tip for your partner" he whispered. "About a crime" he added a wink to sweeten the deal.

"DO you?" The detective asked... echoing his fiegned demeanor.

"Well why don't you tell me..." as she looked from side to side inconspicuously... "and I'll see to it Lucifer gets the message" She added a wink of her own for reciprocity's sake.

"Bitch" Lucifer thought to himself. Although he was amused that this guy was actually going by "Lucifer"

"Naaw & Nope, its gotta be him"

Much his dismay... Aside from the other him and the other Michael. He had found that there were no wing flappers here. None. Not even a fucking Quipid. The "ping" had led him to the police station, but he didn't know who, or what to expect. Although he had noticed this a familiar presence here, one that may indeed prove useful

He found of no particular interest in him at the present moment. He thought maybe it was this sarcastic cunt of a cop from the beach... But here he was, talking to her and although she was slightly less unbearable than most humans. It wasn't her that drew him here either. It was someTHING that was drawing him. About 50 ft away... in what was presumably the evidence locker.

"Well Mr..." Chloe raised her head from what she was writing to prompt him for a name. But jumped wen she found Ella sitting in the the chair he had been in not three seconds ago.

"Hey Boss" Ella beamed...

"Did you SEE the new Lt?"

"Uh huh... Did you see a blonde guy leaving out of here?" She asked as she got up and looked in every direction he could've possibly gone...

"Umm No? All I've seen is Pierce... which is exactly what those eyes do"

"Who?"

"The new LT... You Ok?" Ella asked following her gazes...

"Yeah... I'm fine. New LT right... What about him?" She deflected... poorly... and looked in the direction of his office in time to see him emphatically close his blinds...

Lucifer had decided to use what precious little grace he could muster... To put himself in that room. And as he slowly recovered from pain & exhaustion that teleport cost him. He realized he was standing in front of a shelf with a big Manila envelope. As he tore it open he found pictures of the human HE knew to be Cain a couple personal effects. And finally, the thing he'd been drawn to. He felt the power coming off of it... A belt buckle... A God Touched... Belt Buckle.

This would do for now. That had to be worth drinking 50 quipids & a Cas...

He gripped it tight... and savored every second of the universe being opened back up to him as he wrung the power out of every last molecule,

It had been to long.

And as quickly as he had vanished from The Detective's office... He appeared in the office of the new LT.

"Pierce looked up, irritated... and looked back down. "Who are you and what do you want?" He asked in a tone that probably would ve made most mortal men rethink their decision to enter his office.

"Long time no see pal"

"Do I know you?" Pierce asked the intruder angrily.

"Nope, but I know you..." and with a chuckle & snap of his fingers, The new LT doubled over in excruciating pain on to the tile floor of his own office

"... Cain"