After the
conversation with Kara, Darla feels the need for a drink. Several drinks, in fact. And something more urgent: a conversation with her darling boy about what the hell they should do about the Lex Luthor situation. Given that he now had managed to put them in his debt regarding Connor and was simultanously threatening to take Kara away.
It was one of those "I wish I was soulless again" nights, but brooding wasn't helpful. Darla saw herself as a woman of action, so she located Angel and told him they needed to go out (far from where Kara could overhear them) at once.
It was a pity he was still without his leather jacket.