"Hm, she is one of out highest suspects but, so are you" Tyra said, tapping her pen to her chin, "If we are to visit, I will make sure we have a squadron on backup" Tyra said, folding her notepad and placing in her pocket, "let's get this thing over and down with" she said, striding out of the Bar, towards her car.

"Oh come on you couldn't possibly think that I did it, can you? There's literally no motive in sight." Lucifer snorted, looking slightly annoyed but it cleared quickly. Eh, not really any motive, he didn't touch the glass, and he hadn't even seen Jessie that night... they probably wouldn't find anything important connecting him to the murder. "You do that. We wouldn't want anyone getting HURT now, would we?" Lucifer asked with a devilish grin, walking out with her. "Sounds good. Meet, you there, detective." He said with a charming smile, getting in his black convertible and driving off. Lucifer would figure out where it was in one moment. He called up Maize as he was driving. "Mazikeen, either interrogate someone in the next 3 seconds or tell me where this Susan person lives?" He announced. "32nd Street, 77803. Go get em." Maize answered, then hung up. Lucifer drove that way, getting there well ahead of Tyra and knocking on the door.

Tyra started the car and looked at Lucifer as he got in his car, she saw that he looked as though he knew where to go, so she decided to follow him, since in truth, she had no idea where the Susan girl was, Lucifers car was a lot faster then her own, so she tried pressing on the gas a little more, but she turned the corner, seemingly lost, Tyra groaned, "seriously!" She yelled at herself, she sighed and searched the block, she finally spotted Lucifers car, and pulled over on the other side of the street, "Lucifer?"

A young woman opened the door, saw it was him, and immediately slammed it in his face. "Well, that was rude. I've never had a woman slam a door on me before." Lucifer sounded surprised, knocking again. This time the door opened and the woman seemed to have quickly brushed her hair, sprayed way too much perfume on herself, and smeared on lipstick quickly. "Ah, hello, my name is Lucifer Mor-" He started, but got cut off as the girl almost flailed a hand in his face. "Oh gosh gosh gosh yes I know who you are! I'm your biggest fan! Come in come in!" She somewhat squealed, rendering Lucifer a little speechless. "Er- well thanks. Can the detective come in as well?" He asked with his normal charming smile. He hadn't turned around or given any sign of noticing Tyra before she said his name. "Oh yes of course! Come on come on!" The girl answered, leading the way inside. "See, my irresistible charm always works." He said quietly, grinning at Tyra before entering. They didn't need a warrant if he had been invited in. Inside, a disturbing scene was shown. Dozens, no, hundreds of pictures of Lucifer with every girl he's ever been with littered the walls. Many more sat alone, obviously taken while he wasn't looking, just genuinely having a good time or laughing. Lucifer looked rather taken aback, backpedaling slightly and stepping back a foot... sideways so as to not ram into Tyra.

Tyra frowned as she saw the pictures on the wall, she walked up beside Lucifer and put her hand on his shoulder, "you alright there? I could file this as stalking if you like.." Tyra said, casting another glance at the photo wall, "excuse me, can you explain why you have such photos of Mr Lucifer?" She asked the lady, Tyra allowed her hand to slip to her pocket, where her gun was hidden, she understood that the person infront of her was most likely a dangerous threat.

Lucifer's thin black eyebrows almost shot right off the top of his head. "Well I just love admiration and recognition but this is a little over the top, don't you think, Susan?" He asked with a slight wince. "Oh- no- wait- don't file it as stalking. It is not meant that way!" The girl sounded fearful, backing up. "May I ask you why you have a picture of Jessie and I right here?" Lucifer pointed out slowly, trying to nudge all of their brains back on the case at hand. "No stalking report needed by the way, I'm sure something else will happen quite soon." He muttered under his breath to Tyra, stepping forward. "Oh... her." Susan's voice held bitterness and anger. "I keep track of every girl you spend time with. You- you always spend so MUCH time with her and you never pay attention to me! I never got so much as a glance! Why didn't you ever notice me? Why didn't you ever come to talk? I was just sitting there, alone, drinking WHISKEY... which is a DEPRESSING drink! Why did you keep IGNORING me?!" Her tone started to become a little nasty before she whipped out a gun, her hands shaking. "I will shoot you, Lucifer, for what you've done to me." Susan snarled, her finger tensed and ready to pull the trigger. The gun was loaded. "Ah- Susan, why not we just calm down a bit. I don't spend that much time with anyone being the introverted weirdo I am, so please, don't get upset." Lucifer said in a disturbingly gentle tone, walking forward a step or two with his hands up. "Shooting me won't solve anything, hm? Isn't what you want to spend time with me? If I'm gone how will that happen?" He cocked his head to the side, taking another step. "St-stay back.. I-I'm angry..." Susan shook even more, but she seemed to be faltering. "There you go. Put down the gun.." Lucifer purred, slowly stepping closer and taking the gun out of her hands. Susan stepped back, sinking onto the floor with a sob. "Ah! Case closed! Detective." He offered the gun to Tyra with a small smile, but not with the usual charming, narcissist look he usually had.

Tyra frowned and stepped forward, clicking the cuffs around her wrists, "hm, case closed then, better drop her off at the closest station, head home and have a nice long bath, goodbye Lucifer" Tyra urged the woman to walk infront of her and excited the home, "enjoy your stalkers house!" Tyra laughed, having to admit, she felt kinda intrusive while the whole show was going down. Tyra sat the sobbing woman in the back of the car and leaped into the front seat, "enjoy your soon to be thriving business Mr. Starry!" Tyra smiled, before driving off.

"Humph, a very long bath." He muttered with a huff, brushing off the sleeves of his suit which he still wore. Lucifer winced at Tyra's second comment, opening and closing his mouth a couple of times as he searched for a just as stabby response. "I told you not to call me Mr. Starry! And it is MorningStar to you." Lucifer yelled back, glancing at the house before exiting rather quickly and closing the door. "Well, I got that nightmare over." He sighed with relief, walking to his black car and sitting down. Lucifer sat there for a moment before snorting and driving away. "I'm going to have mental health issues because of this... even me, the most feared celestial being ever, the DEVIL himself, think that that... was a little much." Lucifer mused as he went back to the nightclub, parking and going in. After going up the elevator he stepped out, taking off his suit jacket with a sigh and hanging it up. "Long day, eh? What kinda bad murder was this?" Maize asked. Lucifer collapsed in a chair and stared at the ceiling. "The weird kind, obviously! Our murderer was a stalker and was jealous, so she started by killing Jessie. When I went into her home, she tried to kill me!" He sounded exasperated. "Lucifer, that is hilarious!" Mazikeen burst out laughing. "I know this time on earth has dulled your wits a little, but you do at least remember you are INVINCIBLE, correct? I'd say let the woman shoot you and laugh at the look on her terrified face when you don't die!" She finished with a grin. "Maize, I can't do that. You don't understand this human thing... I couldn't show any of these people my true self! They would hate me even more than some already do. Especially the detective, I'm starting to like her fiery spark! One look at me and she'd literally DIE FROM SHOCK." Lucifer threw his hands up and stood, pacing around.

Tyra dropped the sobbing girl off at the station, "question her, when or if the tests come back positive, lock her up" Tyra said walking back over to her car with a yawn. Tyra drove home quickly and made herself a warm bath, enjoying relaxing her sore muscles. Her hair splayed out around her on the waters surface. Tyra picked up a soap and washed over her arm following with the rest of her body before jumping out. Tyra tied the towel around herself before getting dressed in her PJ's. Tyra then cooked up some warm veggies and steak, to help with her low iron. Tyra washed up quickly before settling on the couch to watch TV.

Mazikeen rolled her eyes. "I'll be at the bar if you need anything." She said flatly, going down the elevator. Lucifer sighed and sat on his leather chair, leaning back and watching the lights of Los Angeles twinkle from under his balcony. After a moment he stood, feeling a little restless. Lucifer ran a hand through his jet black hair, his amber eyes flashing. He was almost never worried or unhappy, but that case upset him slightly. "Goodness, who would even GO to such lengths... just because I didn't talk to them!" He finally exclaimed to himself, his shoulders sagging. "Someone got killed because of me, great. I know I'm the devil but I don't inflict hurt! Everyone just assumes that! I only run he'll, I don't take pleasure in watching people get tortured!" Lucifer snarled under his breath, old feelings of hurt and anger welling inside of him. "GOD is the one that CHUCKED me out of heaven and into hell! He condemned me to this, all because of one little rebellion! I was lonely and bored! Now everyone blames every single bad thing that happens to them on ME. Small things like broken fingernails to big things like death, it is all MY FAULT, or so they say." He ranted, clenching his fists angrily and walking out to the balcony, gripping the railing. "Why did you do this to me, Dad. Why?" Lucifer muttered, hanging his head and staring at his hands.