[The room is much the way it had been at the hotel, obnoxious pink and neon, decorated with posters and polaroids, and maybe fewer sex toys littered about than usual, your welcome Al. Fat Nuggets snuffles around Alastor's feet curiously, while Angel frowns uncertainly, but removes his device from his chest fluff and sets it out of reach.
His 'nose' scrunches, and he preemptively tops up their glasses with that news.]
I ain't thrilled ta see him or nothin', but what does Vox have ta do with me?
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Date: 2026-02-18 11:53 pm (UTC)His 'nose' scrunches, and he preemptively tops up their glasses with that news.]
I ain't thrilled ta see him or nothin', but what does Vox have ta do with me?