"How did you find me? Hic!"
Albera, drunk senseless beside them, rolled around on the bar like a spring roll wrapped in a brown trench coat. Her clothes were soaked with liquor, revealing her lovely curves.
"You have the nerve to ask that? I told you to help find Daniel and Lucifer, and you've been here drinking for over half a year?"
Su Ming let go of Lucifer's hand, ignoring the little motion of the gay man secretly scratching his palm. He shuddered discreetly and walked over to the witch.
He also pulled out a Mushroom Cigar, stuffed it into Albera's mouth, lit it for her, and ordered her to sober up.
"Wait, it's been half a year? I thought it had only been half a day?"
The Voodoo Mushroom's effects overwhelmed the alcohol's numbing influence. Though her body was still unbalanced from being drunk, her mind had cleared. Frowning, she spoke of what she had felt.
Lucifer silently phased through the bar, picked up the various bottles for inspection, then poured several drinks and pushed one toward Deathstroke at the right moment.
"Don't blame her. Time flows differently in my multiverse and the Main Multiverse. As the Eastern gods once said, one day in Heaven is one year on Earth. I thought it sounded stylish, so I borrowed it."
"Wait, you red-skinned bastard with a rotten ass, why didn't you tell me about the Timeline Speed?" The witch rolled off the bar and hit the floor. After struggling to her feet, she slapped the tabletop hard.
Lucifer gave her a charming smile and gently poured her another drink. "Perhaps I enjoyed being with you so much that I forgot about it. Didn't you enjoy the time we spent together?"
"Enjoy my ass!" The witch had known Lucifer for more