"Well I know there is a least one person who thinks that." Angel pulled himself back up to stare at the one in question. He could partially see smoke coming out of the cat's ears. "Sorry babe, you know the terms of the deal. Better luck next time."

With a small kiss on the tip of Husker's nose, Angel slipped off the bar and around to the other side to take his seat again. From his spot, his eyes examined Alastor. It was still so hard to get a read on him. Angel wanted to get him alone to talk to him. So many questions and thoughts swirled in his mind, it was deafening.

"If your phone broke?" Angel finally said after a long pause.