Four - Steps Towards Redemption - Video

[dowhatimust]

[The angel appears as he usually does - wait is that a new tie? It might be. It might also be silver. Thank you, Elizabeth. Still, everything is as it should be - trenchcoat, black suit, messy hair with at least two day's worth of stubble on the angel's chin. The blue eyes do seem more intent today - probably just the tie though

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[daddysknife]

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[She'd scold him about being outside, but she's pretty sure angels don't feel cold (at least, she can't remember the sensation herself). And, well, the "knowing battles"? She hoped she wouldn't get any trouble from people about that.]

...It's almost your birthday? You can have the party here.

[dowhatimust]

[The angel gives her a brief, shy smile.]

Thank you ... I would like that very much.

[daddysknife]

It'll be easier, right?

[And they'll be out of Dean's hair for his New Year's Eve party.]

Can I do anything? Do you want a cake?

[dowhatimust]

It will. Less ... fuss, all around.

[This was exactly what he was thinking. One of the things they always have in common, that.]

You can be there.

[daddysknife]

I was going to be there anyway. [She shakes her head a little.] Something other than that?

...What do you want for a present?

[dowhatimust]

Oh. Well. I do not really need anything ...

[He pressed his lips together, trying to think.]

[daddysknife]

Birthdays aren't about what you need. What do you want?

[dowhatimust]

[He thought about it for a moment, pursing his lips briefly before he smiled shyly.]

What I would want -- is an evening alone with you.

[daddysknife]

You can get that any time. [She laughs quietly, and shrugs.]

Will that work? Isn't someone else gonna wanna steal you?

[dowhatimust]

Mmm. That is a good thing to hear.

[He shook his head a little.] For the night of my birthday, yes. The next night though, is free.

[daddysknife]

Okay. What do you want to do?

[Should she close the Roadhouse for the night?]

[dowhatimust]

Hmm. I would like to explore the city, and take you someplace for dinner.

[Well, maybe for some later hours, at any rate.]

[daddysknife]

You're not supposed to pay for things on your birthday.

[She'll cover dinner.]

I'd love to hit the town with you on Friday night.

[dowhatimust]

I am very confused on this birthday ... we are celebrating my day of birth, and I am not supposed to pay for anything?

[He smiled, shyly.]

Very good. Perfect. This is just what I would like.

[daddysknife]

Right. It's kind of like Christmas for one person? Except not everyone celebrates the same person's birth. [...So, still kind of like Christmas in that regard.]

...It's a date.

[dowhatimust]

Huh ... I believe I understand now. Thank you, I appreciate it. [It was rather like Christmas. But just for him.]

...Very good.