Tyra sighed, "we have to find out who it is first" she said, helping shift the body into a body bag, zipping it up, "then we can track down the murderer" she said smoothing her vest, Tyra grabbed a small bag and slid the weapon into the bag

Lucifer offered up his charming smile, his eyebrows raising. "Oh, you want to know who it is? Well of course I know her, she was in my nightclub, remember?" He said sweetly. "Susan. I don't know if I can place a last name... either Bento or Bali. She drove a yellow Mercedes, if that helps." He commented, showing the info he could. "Now, let's track down the murderer!"

Tyra grumbled something like 'imature'.. and got her colleague to help her lift the body into one of the waiting cars outside, "take it straight to the HQ ok?" She told her, Tyra walked away from the car and jumped in her own, tying up her seat belt

Lucifer placed a hand on his heart and muttered something like *offended* in the same tone. As they left he followed, standing with his hands in his pockets. When Tyra got into her car he walked over. "You may not like it but I'm helping with this murder, Tyra. See you later!" Lucifer smiled devilishly, walking back into the building.

Tyra glared at the lucifers back until he was out of sight, but inwardly, her guts were fluttering around and she was pretty sure red had marked her cheeks, "gosh, I hate that man" she grumbled, starting the car, and glanced down at a piece of paper on her steering wheel, it was the notes of the assumed murderer.

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Tyra pulled into the HQ building, it wasn't to shabby, quite poor looking, unattractive but it didn't catch the eye. Tyra walked into the building, the note tucked away in her pocket, Tyra walked into the foyer and climbed the stairs towards the office, "Tina!" Tyra called, it was her colleague from earlier, "came you check out these names, see if we can find her on the registry, cheers" she said, pulling the note and putting it in her hand. Tyra walked back out to her car and drove quickly back the the bar, "hey! Mister Lucifer! I have a few more questions!" She called out

Lucifer went straight back up to the bar and poured himself a drink. "Humph, guess I'll have to push my way into their investigation. Why are humans so uncooperative, Maize?" He asked with an exasperated sigh, gulping some down and walking over to the black piano in the middle of the room. He set the drink down on top of it and took a breath, starting to play. Lucifer got wrapped up in the music, his fingers flying across the keys as he swayed back and forth gently in time to the rhythm. Gosh, how he loved this sound. He heard the elevator door open and stopped playing, turning in his seat but not bothering to stand. "Ah, Tyra, you came back. Please, don't call me *Mister Lucifer* it makes me sound old. I'm at your service, ask me whatever would help the case." Lucifer smiled and then stood, tilting his head and looking down at her from his tall stance.

Tyra nodded, "alright, Lucifer then, I need to ask more questions, sorry to bother you. Alright, do you by any chance know where this assumed murderer lives? Or do you know her phone number that we could potentially track?" Tyra said, pulling a notepad from her pocket, along with a pen. Oh, how she wished to go home and sleep, her head was spinning and Tyra wanted to quit this far to busy job, maybe one where she could take multiple days off, and only do light duty.

"So, here's what I know. The woman that was murdered.. her name is Jessie something or other if you didn't already figure that out. Susan didn't like her, I believe, by one of the most common things I've seen on this wretched earth. Jealousy. I tend to ... or tended to... speak with Jessie a lot. Susan was always just hunkered in a corner, looking around. Blonde hair, blue eyes, yada yada. Last I heard from my many sources she has a thing for me..." He paused with a grin. "Which isn't unusual and I can't say I blame her. Anyway, I was just going downstairs when Mazikeen said something was wrong, so I hurried faster and saw: cue: dead Jessie. I have no idea where Susan lives but I have picked up a license plate and a partial phone number." Lucifer explained. His inner motive was really just to uphold his reputation because this was boooring and he didn't really want to do it. "Partial phone number: 342-782. I don't know the last four numbers... never really recalled them correctly. Plate: AOT 6355." He sighed a little, wishing he could be out doing something a little more interesting. "Is that helpful? Now can I actually help with the case?" Lucifer asked with a charming smile.

Tyra wrote down all he said, and thought for a minute before sighing, "yea sure, just stay out of my way" she snapped before turning and inpecting the bar room, "do you have any finger prints on a glass or something we could use furthermore?" She said turning to study him, conscious of his handsome looks and charming smile.

"Splendid." Lucifer grinned, knowing she would have consented sometime or other. Even if she hadn't, he would have barged into the office and done some work anyway. "Hm.. all of our glasses are wiped down quite thoroughly but I guess I can ask Maize." He muttered in his British accent, turning and going upstairs. "Mazikeen! Have you washed down the glasses yet? And did Susan take any?" He asked the dark-haired woman. "Yes, Susan had a drink. I have not washed them down." She answered drily. He popped back downstairs with a cunning smile. "Well, our assumed murderer had a drink and Mazikeen has not washed the glasses yet. I believe it was... this one." Lucifer pointed out an orange-tinted glass, not touching it since that would smudge the other person's fingerprints. "I'm no detective but Susan had a motive, she was here the night of the murder, she was drinking which is never a good sign in you humans, and she is capable of committing the crime. I believe it is safe to say she is your highest suspect. Maybe it is time to pay her a visit, eh? While the DNA is getting sent in for testing? I may just tag along..." Lucifer's amber eyes twinkled as he watched and waited.