This episode I had the exact opposite reaction of Lucifer. I found it slow and boring, he finds it fun. And it has Paris Hilton in it.
Episode Twenty Seven - Fallen Idols
Lucifer was pacing in front of his couch when Ella arrived. He honestly wasn't sure she would, since he hadn't been called in to go to the precinct that day, as Chloe had the day off because Beatrice got sick.
He thought the child had babysitters when home when her parents weren't, but what did he know about things like that? He was never going to have children, thank Dad for that.
Ella looked better than she had when she left last night.
"Hey, Lucifer! Sorry about last night. I shouldn't have laughed at your reactions to things when it was in such a serious episode. You didn't stay away today because of me, right?"
He blinked at where she thought that might have come from. He grinned at her. "No. I wasn't called in today. I helped in the kitchen though, so I wasn't doing nothing."
Ella frowned at that one. "Wait, kitchen?"
"Yeah, Lux is slow on Wednesdays, so I open the kitchen and it is a restaurant day. It was the only way the kitchen form the boxing days was ever going to be used."
She nodded and grinned back. "Oh! Cool. I'll have to check it out one night."
He relaxed fully at that. "Yes, you really should. The food is excellent."
With that introduction for the night out of the way, they both took their seats on the couch and he started up the episode they were up to.
He paused it right when the title screen appeared and frowned. "Wait, so the ghost of James Dean is killing people? Using Little Bastard? Ooh, cool. Haven't had a ghost episode in a while."
Ella leaned again him with a grin. "Hah, watch and see. This episode is a weird one, and a one shot little monster of the week thing. Something to get the boys working together again. Not my fave, I'm telling you, but definitely not the worst."
He hummed at that and pushed play again.
A silly little fun episode seemed like the best thing to him right now.
He didn't turn it off while Sam and Dean were talking in the car, but he did roll his eyes and throw his hands in the air. "Dean, for the sake of everything you hold dear, including the bloody Impala, keep your eyes on the road!"
Ella at his side laughed and nodded. "I know right. It's the one thing that will always bug me about driving in shows. How often people turn their heads to look at the passenger instead of keeping their eyes on the road."
He groaned and agreed with her. "Yep. That is the truth."
He had momentarily forgotten that Ella loved fast driving and would understand the importance of keeping your eyes on the road.
He did pause it again very shortly afterwards to stare at the first guest star name to pop up. "Paris Hilton is in this? Oh, yummy. I like it already!"
Ella snorted and hit his shoulder. "You would like an episode just for the guest stars. And yes, she is definitely in it. Playing herself and someone else."
He frowned at that one out of pure confusion. "Huh, oaky. Why does this show have to be so confusing sometimes?"
"Because that's what keeps it interesting, dude. It keeps it going."
He nodded at that one and pushed play. It was true, after all.
He grinned at Dean's "Okay, Baby, now I'm not going to hurt you, so don't hurt me." To little Bastard. He paused it, pointed at the screen and clicked his tongue. "Baby, Dean is cheating on you with Little Bastard."
Ella at his side burst into laughter. "Oh my god, don't say that. It's sacrilege."
"Dean is cheating on Baby with Little Bastard."
Ella clutched at her chest and gasped in feigned shock and horror. "No, Dean. Not the precious Impala."
Lucifer grinned and nodded. "Yep, he is choosing the flash Porsche over his lovely Chevy."
Pretending to faint, Ella slid to land her head on his shoulder. "Yep, it is written. Dean cheats on Baby and the world then comes to an end."
He laughed at that one. "Well, then he can stop putting all the blame on poor Sam."
Ella hit his shoulder playfully and pointed at the screen. "Play now."
He pushed play.
He let out a little "Huh," at finding out the car wasn't actually Little Bastard. And now he had to rule out ghosts, or cursed car, because what was going on now?
He frowned, paused again and stared at the screen as some guy died by Abraham Lincoln. "Wait, no seriously. What?!"
Ella giggled and shook her head. "Nope, spoilers my dude."
He groaned at her stupid spoiler policy and pushed play again. This episode was definitely weird. And definitely silly. And there had been no sighting so far of Paris Hilton. Boo.
He laughed at the conversation Sam and Dean had over researching what was going on and they decided the best thing it was was super famous ghosts killing their super fans. He somehow doubted that because Paris Hilton.
He didn't pause though or say anything, just leaving the episode to run the rest of the scene.
He paused it to laugh and shake his head when they found it to be a wax museum. "Oh, this is like a horror movie wax museum. How come they haven't done this yet. It's great!"
Ella smiled and stretched out across the lounge. "I have no idea. Probably too focused on ghosts and then demons. And then angels for that matter to get in much of anything else. Like I said silly and weird."
He nodded. Yep. He then got up to get them beers. For some reason he always felt like beer when it comes anything to do with Wax Museums.
Once they were both holding a can each, he pushed play again.
He rolled his eyes after Sam heard Dean basically blaming him for apocalyptic stuff yet again over the phone to Bobby. He really wished he could have heard Bobby's response. At least he still cares even if he is pissed off about everything.
He paused it again and rubbed his head, before drinking his beer as fast as he could after hearing Sam and Dean's talk about them working together not working for Sam. Because yes, Sam was telling the truth, and Dean, as was normal for him was dismissing him. He growled at the screen. "Sam is right, Dean. let him grow up. Damn it, it will never happen. Ever. Dean is incapable of letting Sam go and live his own life and doing what he wants instead of everything Dean demands. I am so sick of it... This is the reason I wanted these two to stay split up. To avoid shit like this."
Ella thumped him on the shoulder, before rubbing it. He couldn't figure out if she was mad at him or trying to comfort him.
"Lucifer, can you not? "
He glared at her. "Oh, I will. I definitely will."
Ella groaned, rolled her eyes and flopped onto her back. "The worst thing about watching this with you is your dislike of Dean."
He shrugged his shoulders. "You're the one who made the deal. Live with my hate."
She slapped his arm closest to her hand and pointed at the screen. "Just put it back on already, will you?"
He angrily pushed the pay button again, glad he didn't break it. One of these days he was sure he would.
He grinned a while later when Dean got his ass kicked by Paris Hilton. "Hah, now that is quality content."
Ella snorted beside him, before giggling. Yep, she thought so too.
He laughed when Sam teased Dean about being beaten by Paris Hilton. Yep, this was definitely fun for him to watch, if not for the Dean not allowing Sam to grow up moment.
The rest of the episode he let play through. He turned it off before the next time spoilers rolled, because he didn't think Ella would let him watch. He put the remote down on the table and sighed. "And now I don't have much to do. Also, I bet Dean's letting the leash go a little doesn't last very long at all. Because Dean is incapable of that. But at least apart from that the episode was funny and weird and silly. That was a good change from the deep depressing episodes of the rest of the season so far."
Ella nodded. "This season gets really deep and depressing, but it is really good for it, you know?"
He grinned. "It does seem to be adding a lot of emotion and character into it. I mean I haven't even hated on Dean every episode. That's a change."
Ella closed her eyes and smiled. "Definitely for me. Well, I am going to go downstairs and have a drink. Slow night tonight, right?"
He sighed again. "Wednesday's always are. I'll join you. You can tell me what went on at the precinct today without my company."
She nodded at that and got up. "Sure! I can definitely do that. Come on!"
She pulled him up from his seat and he laughed as he allowed her to drag him to the lift.
Yep, today was silly and weird, but good.
Headcanon - Ella and Lucifer should so join Dan in the improv sessions. They'd be great at it. Does Dan even do those anymore?