Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. His damn mouth again. He really needed to shut the fuck up. Again, speaking only in half truths. Sure, he had a new 'Daddy', but in name only? Nothing has happened between him and the feline bartender from the hotel, though not by his lack of interest. It was just... things were a bit awkward between them. God, he was deeply regretting being such a coward and dipping out from Talking when things got too real. If he would have known this asshole was going to show his ugly face...

That tone in his boss' voice was one he knew all too well, sending a chill up his spine. Being freed once more, Angel took an extra large step back, bracing himself to make a run for it if need be.

"I ain't telling you shit. But ya really gonna off your best money maker?"