Angel's jerked up to give Alastor a questioning stare. What the fuck does that mean? Alastor doesn't hate him? That sounded false but alright. The radio demon has made it quite clear on several different occasions on how he felt about him... And right now the poot deer was drunk as a skunk. Angel shouldn't take anything he said seriously.

"You must be really out of it if ya' spoutin' nonsense like that." There was no way in Hell Al liked him. He didn't really even like himself.