Angel was seated at the bar, hand gripping some cheap booze. One leg rested crossed over the other as he listened to Charlie rant about some some new interview and things not being finished in time. She eventually had to be dragged away by Vaggie, having gotten a teensy bit too worked up. "Ah.. And there went my entertainment.." Angel sighed, snapping his fingers, before hearing a familiar static and spotting a certain smile.

"Hey Al." He winked, staring the radio demon up and down with a grin.