Mary had been trying to take it easy at the lounge ever since her drunken display the other week. Case in point, she was sipping a glass of wine tonight. Liquor had lost its appeal for the time being.
She had read the arrival and departure report and knew that Lucifer would probably be upset, but she didn't expect him to be shouting and delirious in the bar. Mary left her table and went to him, her brown doe eyes wide with concern.