Tyra blinked and watched Lucifer disappear, "wow, what a partner" she said sarcastically, she looked down at the body, "let's get you to the station, eh?" She said, dragging out a empty body bag, zipping it around his body. Tyra checked her phone and texted Lucifer.

She texted, hauling the body into her car, "ok, this is disgusting" she said, shaking her head, "I most definitely need a new job that doesn't involve dead bodies."
Tyra drove to the station quickly, in a hurry to help preserve the body invade any distant family wanted to see him one last time. She loaded the body into a small freezing compartment, "that should be all good" she muttered walking out and sitting at her desk.

Lucifer stood there for a moment more before glancing at his phone. *Suicide on 42nd street. I found my property.* He texted back curtly, puting his phone in his inner-pocket and striding off the roof. -You may NOT feel bad you are the devil you may NOT feel bad you are the devil- He kept repeating to himself in his mind, but a small voice whispered, -But you killed him- Lucifer shook his head and went to a contaier downstairs, opening it. There sat a small box. he opened the box. Nesting dolls. Lucifer then ran his hand along the side of the crate, and a secret compartment opened in the back of the shipping container. There, two severed black wings hung with silver streaks that glowed with light. "Safe at last." Lucifer breathed a sigh of relief, shutting the secret door and walking out.

Tyra looked down at her phone and nodded.

-

Tyra texted back, she got into her car quickly and drove over to the address he had given her, she walked inside, a body bag in hand, "seriously, I am starting to hate these things.." she said to herself, "Lucifer!" She called out, Tyra finished zipping up the bag, "you still here, or am I talking to myself?" Tyra shrugged and started to haul the body bag towards her car

Lucifer glanced at his phone. -I'm not a texting person- he thought with a wince before responding. *Nope. I got it covered* was what he texted, then glanced up and saw Tyra drive up and get the body. "Of course you're talking to yourself, I'm just a figment of your imagination." Lucifer joked with a snort, walking up. "Need any help?" He inquired, Grabbing a side and starting to pick it up, carrying it to her car. Lucifer's dazzling amber eyes looked a bit sorrowful and withdrawn as he helped place the body in Tyra's car.

Tyra looked up and noticed his grief, "what happened? You look like you need a drink" Tyra said, studying him, she frowned, "nothing happened to your property, right?" She asked, wondering if that was the reason he was acting this way

"Ah- nothing much. And I can always use a drink, but yes, it may help a little more at this time. Nothing happened to my conainer, it is unharmed. Mazikeen is sending someone to pick it up right now, no harm done." Lucifer explained with a small sigh, shaking his head a little.

"Alright.." Tyra said slowly, "would you.. uh.. mind going to the bar with me then?" She asked, suddenly realising how bad it sounded, "if you don't want to go.. you don't have too, sorry for asking"

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, surprised by Tyra's question. "I would love to, actually. If you don't mind either, Lux is empty right now and has all the best drinks." he chuckled a little with an imploring gaze. "And don't be sorry for asking, as I said, I'm always up for a drink."

Tyra nodded, "alright, thank you, I will drop off this fella then come around to the lux, it wouldn't be the best if I have a dead body stinking up my car" Tyra said smiling, "see you soon" she said with a wink, getting in the car and driving towards the station

"Aw, but dead bodies just make everyone feel better." Lucifer joked with a curt nod. "See you soon, detective." he smiled, going to his car after she had driven away and driving to Lux. Lucifer then went up to the nightclub, made sure eveything was ok, and proceeded to go to the penthouse. When he got there his eyes widened. The place was trashed, with books from his library scattered everywhere, his bed sheets ripped to shreds and... "My piano!" Lucifer exclaimed in distress. It lay on the flor in ruins. "Damn it, who could do such a thing." He huffed, cleaning everything up rather quickly and going back down to the bar where his OTHER piano stood in the middle of the club. While he waited for Tyra, Lucifer sat down and began to play. Why not, it was the perfect way to pass the time.