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[Lucifer is sitting at the bench of a shiny black piano, his fingers gently pressing the keys in a smooth melody with talented fingers as he starts to speak. It's unclear how he's being filmed without actually holding the device himself, but I'm sure it's probably just someone holding it for him.

Or not.]

Hello again, denizens of Wonderland. I made a promise to you all, and as you can see, I'm following through on it.

[Around him is a very lavish, large, and chic room, though it's clear that the piano he's at is in the middle of the room and slightly lower than most of the couches and tables, with the bar at the far end. There's also a stage microphone set up beside him, though he's not using it at the moment.]

Say hello to Deux Lux. Anyone with the ability to have fun is welcome and expected. Sixth floor, room sixty-six. It's a bit smaller than the original, I'm afraid, but it will do for now.

[He grins.]

Feel free to help yourself behind the bar when you arrive. If I think you have some skill when it comes to pouring cocktails, perhaps I'll offer you a job. Until those positions are filled, however, I'm afraid I can't do everything all by myself. I'm the Devil, not a miracle worker.

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[ooc: Feel free to answer Lucifer over the network or come hang out at the club. THIS CAN BE A PARTY POST. Feel free to tag around as much as you want! I'll have my own starter for Lucifer inside and will tag around as well. Have fun <3]

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[Seeing a familiar face is always a plus, and as she's behind the bar for the moment making herself a drink, she smiles at Anders, screwing the lid onto a shaker to do its job.]

I'm probably not the quality bartender The Devil's looking for, but I could make something passable for you if you wanted. What'll it be?

Well, you look official back there.

_{[Like a magpie, all the lights and shiny surfaces draw Anders' attention from one side of the room to the other, but he smiles once he realizes the person getting down to business behind the bar is one he knows. He rests his hands on the counter, taking in the gleaning new glassware and alcohol like it's his first time seeing them--which it is, at least in the context of a club.

If Ferelden doesn't have establishments like this, they should get some.]}

Don't mind if I do! I know what I'd order in my country, but I'm used to more "sawdust and ale tankards" sort of establishments. What kinds of drinks does a place like this normally serve?

Then I better make our drinks and go before people start asking for drinks all night. But, you can get anything and everything. Do you like...sweet drinks or something with body?

[ She might have done some bartending in college and knows her way well enough around a bar. ]

_{[That gets Anders chuckling lowly.]}

Oh, I'm sure they'll be coming up to you all night for other reasons.

_{[Sarah is an attractive woman, and charming to boot--she'll attract company wherever she goes. Most everyone here is dressed to kill, for that matter; it's no wonder Lucifer had shot down the bar in favor of a club. It has interesting character.]}

Hm, let's go with option two. Anything that doesn't taste like warm dog piss is an improvement on some of the places I've been. What are you having?

You're very confident on my behalf, and I appreciate that.

[ She smirks a little (doesn't really think it's likely to happen), and starts working on making them both drinks. ]

I'm working on a martini which is gin. Well, I make mine mostly gin. There's also vermouth. You can try it with less of the vermouth and let me know if you like it or hate it that way.

[ Once she's done shaking away, she pours him the drink and puts an olive on a toothpick, sliding it over. ]

I simply tell it like it is!

_{[And... he might also enjoy complimenting the opposite sex when he can. All the better when the recipient doesn't make a face like she's smelled rotten meat as Velanna had.]}

Gin. Is that the stuff made out of berries? I've been trying to expand my alcoholic horizons. _{[He folds his arms and leans on them, watching her shake the cocktail shaker the way a determined child shakes a Satinalia gift the night before.]} It doesn't look like there's much to it, but if I've learned anything about your Earth drinks, it's that smaller amounts pack a punch

_{[And he's right about that. Once he picks up the glass and takes an exploratory sip, the sharp taste hits him immediately.]}

Are you sure the Devil hasn't hired you yet? Because I think you'd make an excellent drink maker. It's good.

That it is. Juniper berries. When I was younger, I thought it tasted like a pine cone but now I'm really pretty into it.

[ Sarah rolls her eyes a little, but it's mostly because the compliments keep coming and she's totally not sure what to do with them. ]

Hey, the Devil has top shelf liquor, I had nothing to do with it. But thank you.

[ She comes around to join him with her own drink, not wanting to get stuck making drinks for others. ]

So, what brought you out tonight? Curiosity?

_{[She had best gird herself if she continues to spend a prolonged amount of time in his company. Anders does so love to push the envelope and keep people guessing at the same time. It keeps things interesting--and gives him a chance to see how much slack people allow him.]}

That's a good way of putting it. It's still an interesting flavor. I'm accustomed to drinking whatever comes out of a cask in whatever state it was in in the cask, for better or worse. This is glamorous in comparison.

_{[Anders is tall enough that all he has to do to slide onto a bar stole is basically lean over, and he invites her to do the same with a smile and a gesture at the one next to him.]}

You got it in one. Apparently the Devil is a big-name figure? I thought I'd see if he's putting his design sense where his mouth is. So far I'm intrigued, I have to admit.

Honestly, I don't know what I expected, but he wasn't it.

[ She points Lucifer out subtly, then glances at Anders. ]

I mean, he has a posh accent. I never would have expected that, at all.

[ Not that she knows exactly what she should have excepted, but. ]

_{[His gaze briefly cuts to Lucifer. Yup, still human. Anders doesn't know what a Devil that greets sinners in the afterlife is supposed to be like, either, but he wouldn't have guessed one would look so... normal. And fleshy.]}

Why not? He almost sounds Fereldan. The acerbic wit is definitely a Fereldan classic.

_{[He smiles in a jokingly boastful manner. That's his people, witty and dog-loving. That should really go on their national dating profile.]}

From what I gathered, he expected us all to know about him. A lack of confidence is really not one of his shortcomings.

I mean, I do know of him. Sunday school taught me to avoid him at all costs and to never make a deal with him. I figure as long as I don't try to get something out of him I should be safe?

How bad can a guy be who wants to entertain all of us?

[ lol, Sarah. ]

It's true, then, he's supposed to spark fear into the hearts of children and be a cautionary tale for minding your manners?

_{[The deal-making... actually sounds spot-on for a demonic figure. Anders takes a sip and quirks an eyebrow over the rim of his glass.]}

Some demons enjoy putting on a good show, the better to get you to lower your guard. But all of them typically want something from the mortals they coerce, in my experience. Our gracious host didn't seem to want anything from me during our conversation except me to stop nagging him with questions. He's an odd duck, our Lucifer.

He's definitely a cautionary tale people tell kids. 'If you sin, you go to Hell and the devil tortures you.' Or something. But in Western literature, he's definitely described as a very handsome, smooth talking, easy going man who can talk you into just about anything before you realize what you've done. So. Check and check for our friend Lucifer, here.

[ Not that she knows for a fact he's smooth talking or easy going or that he'd try to talk her into anything, but he definitely looks the part, so. ]

You're right, though, I think he really is bored? So he made this place. I mean, what is he going to deal in here? Once we leave I assume the contract is null and void unless being the Devil means he can remember being here after he leaves.

Huh, you don't say? _{[Check and check, indeed.]} I guess he's living up to the legend. I've met a few charismatic demons in my day, but he's not the garden variety you'd find at home. Must be the fallen angel thing.

_{[Smiling, Anders shrugs with an air of good-humored bemusement. In another world, Anders might have fused with Justice and helped start a new chapter in history, but in this world Anders sees himself as just a normal person, not that different from Sarah. It's beyond him to imagine why spirits and other ethereal beings do anything.]}

You have to hand it to Wonderland. The fact that it can corral creatures with capital letters in their titles is impressive. The little guys like you and I shouldn't feel as bad about being stuck here.

I honestly never thought about it that way, but you're right. The big deal though would be if God showed up, because scripture does say you can't have one without the other. Or...maybe it was you can't believe in one without the other. Whatever it says, it'd be interesting if it happened. I wonder what would happen?

I think your God and my Maker might be a bit different. I suppose it depends on how benevolent your creator is. He seems like he has some harsh parenting techniques.

_{[Giving his angelic son a spanking by demoting him to Hell and all. He and the Maker could probably swap advice on how to discipline their creations.]}

Maybe they could just blink and unmake Wonderland. Makes you wonder who or what created Wonderland. They must have a funny sense of humor, or this world went on their reject pile while they were trying to create life in the universe.

One day I feel like we could have a great conversation about how religions are different from universe to universe, but tonight is not that night.

[ She finishes her drink, then simply reaches behind the bar for a bottle, pulling up the first thing she finds. ]

Silver tequila. See, this is how we can have fun. Shots.

_{[He flashes a grin in her direction, joining suit in finishing off his drink. He likes the way you think.]}

Agreed. And that'd be a dull topic. I think our host would be disappointed in us to know we were making heavy conversation in his club. Tonight's for celebration!

_{[Three cheers for Lucifer, handing Wonderland residents another reason to drink and generally avoid discussing important subjects.]}

Now that's something I can get behind.

Celebration of what?

[ She'll take anything, make something up! She's well on her way to laughing about everything anyway. ]

Here's to fresh starts and new discoveries!

_{[He sets out shot glasses. Pour him a shot, Sarah, he'll happily drink to the mere existence of alcohol right about now.]}

And last but not least, to fun.

Here here.

[ She'll toast to that, and take the shot. ]

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