"Valentino." Angel whispers. "It's ugly!" Husk continues. "No, Valentino." Husk turns to look where Angel points at. "Lets get the fuck outta here." Angel slowly backs away. "Wait, where's Nifty?" They all pause as Angel quickly walks through the crowd to grab her, you and Husk watching.

Angel darts through the crowd, sliding to snatch Nifty, landing right in front of Val. "Holy shit, Angel, darling, what are you doing here baby? You didn't get enough dick?" Val hums. "Funny." Angel mutters. "Who's that chicita?" Nifty bites the air as Val leans back. "Fuck off Val." Angel whispers, holding Nifty as he stands.

"Excuse me?" "I said fuck off. I put up with your bullshit but you ain't fuckin' with my friends." Angel leans forward. "You forget who you're talking to. I own you. Bitch." Val brings him closer and he winces. "Yeah. You do. In the studio. And you can do anything you want to me their. Just like our deal says. But out here? I get to do what I want. So once again, fuck. off."

Val smacks him, and he slides to the ground, nose bleeding and going all over the floor. "Enjoy the rest of your night, bitch. Because I'm going to enjoy making you pay for it tomorrow." Val turns away as Angel slowly stands back up, wiping his nose. "Fuck it. It was worth it."

Husk is growling quietly at Val as you put your hand on his back, walking away. "Talk like that to me again, Angel baby, and that blonde whore is next." Valentino points at you, and Angel tenses. "Dickhead." He mutters under his breath.