Alastor relaxed as Angel explained himself. His smile softened at the sound of the music. Ah, this was a good one.

He took Angel's hand and pulled him in close to lead the dance. Not the swaying they'd done that first dance but something more in line with the song. He was much more sure-footed, too. Oh the advantages to dancing while sober.

Meanwhile he marveled that Angel had kept the records he couldn't even listen to. Perhaps Angel had always intended to get another record player but hadn't dared risk it getting broken. In any case, a record player was easy to replace. The record itself? Not so much in this day and age.