Who: Lucifer and Eve What: A run-in at the casino When: Evening Where: Casino lounge Rating: low
After a frustratingly long demonstration on how, no, she could not put away the big ass slightly glowing sword that was somehow magically tether to her back, she was allowed into the casino. She was told there'd be extra eyes on her to make sure she didn't harm people to which Eve had rolled her eyes. Fine. She got it, she had a big fuck you sword. If she didn't know any better, she'd probably think the same if the roles were reversed.
She needed a drink though before she decided to spend money and ended up wandering into one of the lounges. This one had a piano set up. She pulled the sword off her back and lay it down beside her. She was at least thankful the sword wasn't permanently on her back otherwise sleeping would be a bitch.
She ordered a rum and coke and watched the man play piano. He looked familiar somehow, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.