Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Because we know you were with them the night they died.

- Exactly. - Really getting to know each other.

Is this the part where you wish I had a gun, Detective?

Never fear, fun brother's here.

- Time to go. - (groaning)

to turn against your own sorority sisters,

Yeah. Let's do this.

at home with the... children.

LUCIFER: Have you considered

Must have been some party.

Yeah, well, the tech got Yuri's info

And then Lucifer's like,

I don't know anyone named Gisele.

- No. - Ergo, the more I distract,

(sighs) Fine, the convertible's yours.

All right, will you guys just please,

as Daria and Naomi!

We shook on it.

Seems my martini isn't the only thing here that's dirty.

My problems are your problems.

gave her a ride,

name three friends you could call right now

for those two sweethearts.

I believe that there's an apartment vacancy.

for a drink. And you can't say me,

Stress can be so aging.

the detective out and have fun.

(chuckling): As if you could look like anything other than a cop.

- Uh... - (phone chimes)

Deal maintained, loophole achieved.

I'm... good. Thank you.

What, by putting mandrake in their drinks?

A ten back home, but in L.A., just a five.

Don't overthink it.

Maybe a cocktail.

- about work or sex? - LINDA: Yeah, I agree.

of calling several on your behalf, actually.

LUCIFER: I mean, who needs a gun and a badge

Well, Daria was sleeping with her husband,

Nothing I can't handle.

she wanted to come over, because I was with...

What is happening?!

and then she jumped out of my moving car.

you're telling me you have no idea

- LINDA: She's really into him. - ELLA: And she's bringing him over.

(Amenadiel groans)

AUTOMATED VOICE: I can assist you with that.

If you're so concerned, why don't you just

Great. Looks like you have some time to kill.

Apparently, that is your real name.

It's... Yuri something.

No liquor license, underage girls...

I actually have a rule about... phones during session.

- What about mandrake? - Who's Mandrake?

No, I want you to pour me a drink.

No-no. What? No. I-I remember these girls.

Password's "Carnal," capital "C."

- in your house? Cat. - (sniffs)

Oh, sorry. Hi, I'm Ella!

Well, you didn't need to, Doctor, I just did,

Okay, you were the last one to talk to Daria;

Well, spit it out then, Maze.

You drank the rest of the poison.

- Where?! - It was a crowded sex club,

I just got this job. I panicked.