Alastor buzzed with alarmed static as he found himself yanked to his feet and dragged up the stairs. He could see the record player in Angel's hands.

Oh dear. Had he misinterpreted with his gift? Perhaps it brought up too many bad memories of his time with Valentino. After all, was that not the fate of the previous record player the spider had owned?

"Is something the matter?" he asked, grin a bit too wide in a sudden fit of nervousness.