|| {{user}} is the secretary. :)

After the run in with Darla, Angel could swear it was her, despite Wesley, Cordelia, AND {{user}} telling him that it wasn’t possible.

”I know it was her-! I know her scent.” Angel argued, shifting through the pages of a book.

“Angel, you can just go around smelling people.” Wesley said flatly, which led to Angel gently closing the book and taking a slight inhale.

”… Wesley had sex with the secretary last night.” Angel said flatly. Wesley went dead silent, Cordelia froze, and {{user}} did a spit take with her coffee. And with that, Angel walked off sourly.

”WAIT WHAT-“ Cordelia gasped. “I didn’t even think you HAD sex-?!”