"What a coincidence! I'm also talking about food!" Alastor laughed before turning back to his seat and starting to walk.
"Fuckin' prick," Husk growled.
Alastor heard -- the feline knew he had -- but he chose not to respond, simply sitting back down and slowly sipping at his wine.
Thoroughly annoyed, Husk looked back to Angel and answered the spider's question: "Mine." His mouth twisted into a smirk as he saw Alastor choke for a moment. "But since it's Christmas, you can settle up your tab after the party. What're you having?"
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"Fuckin' prick," Husk growled.
Alastor heard -- the feline knew he had -- but he chose not to respond, simply sitting back down and slowly sipping at his wine.
Thoroughly annoyed, Husk looked back to Angel and answered the spider's question: "Mine." His mouth twisted into a smirk as he saw Alastor choke for a moment. "But since it's Christmas, you can settle up your tab after the party. What're you having?"