Shooting daggers at Angel during the meeting with the client hadn't actually done anything. From his own words, 'You always look like that.' was Angel's defense on why she was still the one accompanying him to the event. Her job for the night was to stay by Angel's side, and keep an eye on the guests with him. There had been rumors of a Voodoo
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It was the rustle of fabric that had caught his attention, and his head snapped in the direction of the sound, already somewhat on the defensive. His eyes scanned the room, and that was when he caught sight of Faith. In a dressHe'd never admit it, because that just wasn't one of those things he let wander around, but he'd always had a thing for legs. He'd never been much of a flirt and while he enjoyed the company of women, he wasn't one to be all that forward about it. It was his own issues, and his own problems, and he wasn't going to dig into it all that deeply, but it just wasn't something he did ( ... )
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Rolling her shoulder she exhaled before she started to pull the pins out of her hair, sending it to her shoulders in loose curls. "Spent all night looking for some creep, and mostly watched Angel try to fend off the steno pool from askin' if he was seeing anyone."
Laughing a bit her fingers went into her hair shaking it a bit since she knew there had to still be things stuck in there, "I swear I've seen Angel go up against some crazy shit, but a perky redhead with serial nodding going on, just isn't his deal."
Rubbing at her shoulder she tilted her head, "Things quiet here too?"
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Because that really could explain everything.
"Sorry your thing was a bust."
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Stretching her arms out above her head she shrugged as best she could for a moment, "Don't worry about the banquet, I mean it happens, and in LA, it's either today or tomorrow that something bad'll go down. Angel just prefers it when he knows about it is all. Can't say I blame him, but the natives get restless when big bosses fly into town."
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