Chloe Decker: Hey. I've been looking for you everywhere. I tracked your phone's GPS.
Lucifer Morningstar: Well, here I am.
Chloe Decker: Well, we should wrap up the arrest report. And by that I mean paperwork, not some celebratory drink that you'll then turn into a moment.
Lucifer Morningstar: Yes, Well... I've changed my mind about that, actually. I've realised it would never work out between us.
Chloe Decker: Really?
Lucifer Morningstar: Yes. So from now on, no more attempts at moments. I'd be honoured to simply continue working by your side. If you'll have me.
Chloe Decker: Of course.
Lucifer Morningstar: Good.
Chloe Decker: Yeah. It's not like you to give up.
Lucifer Morningstar: No, I haven't given up. I had an epiphany of sorts. You deserve someone worthy of you. And that isn't me.
Chloe Decker: That's not what I've been saying, Lucifer.
Lucifer Morningstar: I know. It's what I'm saying. You deserve someone better. Because you, Detective, are selfless to a nauseating degree. You always put your daughter first, even though the ungrateful urchin does nothing to contribute to the rent. So... You deserve someone worthy of that grace. Someone who knows that every crime scene breaks your heart, even though you'd never admit it. Someone who actually appreciates your impossibly boring middle name, "Jane". And more importantly, Detective, you deserve someone as good as you. Because, well, you're special and I'm... I'm not worth it.
Chloe Decker: Yeah. You're probably right.
[kisses Lucifer]
Lucifer Morningstar: Detective...?
[Chloe kisses him again]
