"Yup." Husk casually slid Angel a tall glass of water. "Here. Should help with the hangover from all the booze and Al's spell. Fucker says it doesn't make a shitty hangover worse, but he's dead wrong."

He took a sip from his own drink before grunting.

"Oh yeah. Almost forgot. Al left a few things for everybody. When he gets back, don't make a big deal out of it, okay?"

He reached under the bar and retrieved a rather heavy box wrapped in green paper with a silver ribbon. The gift tag had Angel's name on it but no sender. And given that the box wasn't written in Alastor's typical red, it was clear he'd intended for no one to realize who it was from.