"Oh did he now?" Angel said with a smile in his voice, his eyes rolling back over to Husk behind the bar. For a split second their eyes met before Husker adverted his gaze to the glass in his hand like he wasn't just staring at him. Oh this was going to be way easier than he- Wait. Hold the phone. Alastor was leaving?!

Angel instantly sat up on the arm of the chair to stare down at him. All that flirty bubbly energy seemingly evaporated into thin air. So many thoughts swirled in his head that it made him dizzy. Was something wrong? Was Al in trouble? Was it Val? Was he... really avoiding him?

"Everything okay Alastor?" Pet names dropped, his voice twinged with concern. "Did something happen?" Is it me?

He couldn't bring himself to ask, fearing what the answer to that was.