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[the_antiangst]

Having successfully braved the perils of yet another wardrobe crisis, Angel makes his way downstairs and stops by Bar for some pizza, and a drink.
...Wait, are those ice cubes in that soda? An impressive step, for someone who's spent the past few months avoiding cold as much as possible.

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[leap_of_faith_]

Maureen comes over right away. "Hey, Angel! How are you?"

(OOC: LOVE the icon. I just needed to say that.)

[the_antiangst]

He grins. "Pretty good, really. Want some pizza?"
She might not, if she doesn't care for pineapple. Or bacon. Or copious amounts of cheese.

(OOC: ::grins:: Thanks muchly.)

[leap_of_faith_]

"I'd love some." She loves pineapple. And all those other things. "So what's new since I saw you before?"

[the_antiangst]

"Not a whole lot. Spent the last few days trying to sort out a wardrobe crisis, been wondering for a while now how to get Mark to actually talk to people about his latest project so he can really get started..." He shrugs. "Nothing too far out of the ordinary, really. You?"