"Hmm~ Maybe. I wonder if it still works." Angel leans in to give it a closer inspection. Alastor heard him click his tongue in disappointment, "Ah shit. Looks like the tonearm is bent out of shape slightly and the needle is missin'."

Angel stood up straight folding his arms as he sighed deeply.

"Well what do ya expect? This is Hell after all. Everything is busted down here. I'm... going to see what else they got in here." Stepping back, he turned to walk away to browse the other lost and broken things.