Angel Dust

Heh, sounds very familiar. I hope you got away with it? [It reminds Angel of his own life of crime when he was still alive.

Angel's a little less conservative with his drink, but stops himself from downing the whole thing either. That shit ain't classy, and he's trying to present an image here.]

S'good shit.

[That makes Angel laugh in amusement. He should be right at home then, shouldn't he?]

It's a classy joint. Hell of a hideout, settling in all comfy at a brothel. I'm sure it was a very trying time~