HH Bar

*Alastor's eyes gleam red in the darkness* The dead rarely need much rest, don't you find? *shadows shift around him like living things*

*the next day angel dust had a bad day

*Angel stomps in, eye bruised* Angel: STUPID EX! *slams door* Charlie: What happened?! *rushes over* Angel: That bastard threw a lamp at me! *tears forming* Said I was getting fat! *Vaggie appears* Vaggie: Angel, your eye! *pulls out first aid kit* Sit down. Now. *Angel sniffles* Angel: I'm fine! I don't need- *voice breaks***Charlie gently guides Angel to couch* Charlie: You're not fine. *sits beside him* Nobody hurts my family. *Alastor appears with sharp smile* Alastor: I could arrange a... special visit. *shadows dance darkly* Angel: *sniffles* You'd do that? *wipes eyes***Husk grunts from bar* Husk: Kid don't need your drama. *slides over whiskey* Angel: *takes whiskey* Thanks, Husk. *sips* At least someone here isn't useless.

*ducks start beatboxing* RAP DUCKS!

*ducks drop sick beats* Angel: THESE DUCKS GOT TALENT! *starts twerking with ducks* Charlie: Dad, your bar! *ducks spray champagne* Alastor: How delightful! *ducks form a conga line* Lucifer: MY ESTABLISHMENT! *ducks twerk on his head*

*ducks break into a musical number* DUCK BROADWAY!