So... not the best introduction to one another. Toby falling all over himself in supplication at the sight of David Bowie's face is definitely not helping matters.
"No, I don't mean that you're a god. I know that much. You're Lucifer, but not the one I know from my world, obviously, because you're not--" Ooookay. Nope. That's not working. He takes a breath and pushes himself to his feet with the aid of a nearby chair so he's a little less embarrassing of a sight.
"Sorry, let me try again." The vampire puts on his most charming smile (that he can manage in his intoxicated state) and offers a hand to Lucifer. "Tobias Matthews - Toby, if you'd prefer. I apologize for my, um, display there for a moment. I know who you are, but David Bowie - the one from my world - is my god, of sorts. I mean, I know he was mortal, but all men need idols, yeah? Bowie is simply one of mine. That man, may he rest in peace, is absolutely timeless."
It's really, really hard for Toby to make the distinction between 'looks like someone I know' and 'really is someone I know' in a place like the Nexus. This place is a goddamned minefield of absolute bullshit like that.
"I came out to meet your friend Beelzebub here, like you suggested over text," he offers, stepping in before Bowie Lucifer can make any assumptions. "He offered to invite you out so I could ask you myself about the brandy. I... kind of forgot for a moment when I saw you." He pauses for a beat, and then adds with a sheepish grin, "I'm easily distracted by beautiful people."
Flattery isn't likely to get him anywhere, but he's trying to be smooth? Or smooth enough at least?? It's really damn hard right now when he's being given a hard stare that he deserves as the moron he is.
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Date: 2020-03-17 12:21 am (UTC)"No, I don't mean that you're a god. I know that much. You're Lucifer, but not the one I know from my world, obviously, because you're not--" Ooookay. Nope. That's not working. He takes a breath and pushes himself to his feet with the aid of a nearby chair so he's a little less embarrassing of a sight.
"Sorry, let me try again." The vampire puts on his most charming smile (that he can manage in his intoxicated state) and offers a hand to Lucifer. "Tobias Matthews - Toby, if you'd prefer. I apologize for my, um, display there for a moment. I know who you are, but David Bowie - the one from my world - is my god, of sorts. I mean, I know he was mortal, but all men need idols, yeah? Bowie is simply one of mine. That man, may he rest in peace, is absolutely timeless."
It's really, really hard for Toby to make the distinction between 'looks like someone I know' and 'really is someone I know' in a place like the Nexus. This place is a goddamned minefield of absolute bullshit like that.
"I came out to meet your friend Beelzebub here, like you suggested over text," he offers, stepping in before
BowieLucifer can make any assumptions. "He offered to invite you out so I could ask you myself about the brandy. I... kind of forgot for a moment when I saw you." He pauses for a beat, and then adds with a sheepish grin, "I'm easily distracted by beautiful people."Flattery isn't likely to get him anywhere, but he's trying to be smooth? Or smooth enough at least?? It's really damn hard right now when he's being given a hard stare that he deserves as the moron he is.