Snart rolled his eyes at the teasing about his name. "Right, because Lucifer Morningstar is poised to make it onto the top ten baby names this year."
With the grip loosened, Len shrugged right out of his parka, leaving Lucifer holding that instead of him, but he made no attempt to rise. He was pretty sure he wasn't getting out of the club easily at this point - that woman he'd seen before practically had razor wire in her smile and he wasn't about to dismiss someone who looked that goddamn dangerous in a cocktail dress.
It turned out Len was skating under the dress code, after all. Under the parka he wore a black button down silk shirt and black slacks, but no tie. His only jewellery a thick silver pinkie ring on his right hand, but the watch on his own wrist was nearly as expensive as Lucifer's.
"Anyway, sorry, it wasn't my intention to steal anything tonight, but sometimes you see an opportunity. Apparently I'm a little off my game. Must be the scotch." He shrugged and leaned over to snag the glass apparently meant for him. He eyed it suspiciously, shifting in Lucifer's lap to lounge like he had no intention of getting up any time soon. "Is this drugged? That'd be rude."
No worries I love this XD Len really is ridiculous enough to wear a parka indoors in LA so it's fine
With the grip loosened, Len shrugged right out of his parka, leaving Lucifer holding that instead of him, but he made no attempt to rise. He was pretty sure he wasn't getting out of the club easily at this point - that woman he'd seen before practically had razor wire in her smile and he wasn't about to dismiss someone who looked that goddamn dangerous in a cocktail dress.
It turned out Len was skating under the dress code, after all. Under the parka he wore a black button down silk shirt and black slacks, but no tie. His only jewellery a thick silver pinkie ring on his right hand, but the watch on his own wrist was nearly as expensive as Lucifer's.
"Anyway, sorry, it wasn't my intention to steal anything tonight, but sometimes you see an opportunity. Apparently I'm a little off my game. Must be the scotch." He shrugged and leaned over to snag the glass apparently meant for him. He eyed it suspiciously, shifting in Lucifer's lap to lounge like he had no intention of getting up any time soon. "Is this drugged? That'd be rude."