She shone his bat signal into the night sky and, well. Angel being Angel, he came running. He wasn't sure if he'd find her on her bender or if she was feeling better and not straying too far from the straight and narrow, so there was a cautious look in his eyes when he skulked into the diner silently with his head lowered.
Managing to keep a straight face despite the nauseating smells that hit him as soon as he opened the door, he slipped into her booth and studied her face.
"Hey. Is everything okay?" Because you know, what is a social call?
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