Lucifer was just as unsettled about this place as the Detective was. He had been to Vegas many times before but never where nobody could leave and everyone was held against their will. He also never had heard of these magical poppies that were floating around either. He was still certain his old man had something to do with this.
But he would deal with that later. Right now he wanted to see the Detective and make sure that she was alright. He also wanted to have this conversation with Chloe that was long overdue. She deserved the truth whether she chose to accept it or not.
When he got to her door, he knocked and when she opened the door, his eyes did a quick glance over her. She appeared to be unharmed, much to his relief. He stepped over the threshold of her room and looked around. Nothing seemed to be amiss and her room looked similar to his.
He turned and faced Chloe, absent-mindedly straightening his suit jacket. "Right." He gave a small smile. He tried to hide his nervousness. It was a new feeling for him. He was always so confident but right now he was nervous and felt even a bit vulnerable. It was not something he was used to feeling.