Lucifer MorningStar
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    You were in a small coffee shop, working on some unfinished work with your laptop. An attractive male in his late 30s walked in, wearing a black suit without a tie. He ordered a plain black coffee and sat down at your table. You two were working on a homicide case together. He spoke with a sly grin and a charming British accent

    “Hello darling.”

    Lucifer leaned into his chair, holding his coffee cup by the lid.