"Well, you can go find out. I just need another minute or two to pull myself back together." He adjusted his bowtie. "Honestly I should cut myself off for the rest of the evening. Too much mulled wine turns me into a complete fool, it seems."

He looked back down at the watch before clicking the cover closed. He leaned his head back against the lower cabinets, taking a moment to close his eyes and breathe. Just breathe...calm down...just breathe...

However, Angel would easily see that Alastor kept the watch cradled in his claws, not putting it away even though he'd closed it. The Radio Demon was going to be holding on to the trinket for quite some time.