Interlude
If anyone, then, knows the good they ought to do and doesn't do it, it is sin for them.
(James 4:17, NIV)
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Then…
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"Lucifer, have you eaten all of Trixie's gummy bears again?" Chloe held up an empty-looking bag accusingly.
"I have not", said Lucifer truthfully, the epitome of innocence. Chloe eyed him skeptically, gave the bag an experimental shake and then looked inside to find her suspicions confirmed.
"Lucifer, have you eaten mostof Trixie's gummy bears again?", she asked, emphasizing the 'most'. Lucifer's face fell slightly at having been caught.
"Yes", he grudgingly admitted. "But it's really all your fault, Detective, for only ever buying the smallest size possible!" Chloe sighed exasperatedly. She looked into the bag again and knit her brow.
"Why are there only green ones left?", she interrogated him further.
"Well, because I didn't want to eat those, obviously", answered Lucifer without missing a bit and tugged at his cuffs. It wasn't technically a lie.
Chloe exhaled audibly and made a mental note to find a better hiding place for the gummy bears.