Okay, okay, he knew that look. Play time was over. Welp, can you blame a guy for trying? At least he got a lot of useful information before Alastor pulled the plug on it. It was good to see that the radio demon was looking more like his old self. Last night.... Angel had been quite worried about him.

Angel shrugged his shoulders still grinning like a fool as he stared up at other demon, giving him a wink. "Alright, I'll drop it. But if ya ever find yourself needing help, you know my number."

As if on queue, something caused Angel's chest fluff to ruffle as a muted buzz hummed between his fur. Blinking in confusion, Angel reached inside is nursing 'uniform' to manifest his cellphone from fluffy void. Who was messaging him? He wasn't... The porn starlet's body visibly tensed as he stared at the tiny screen. All the bubbly flirty air he had about him blipped away. Just for second.