Attempt 1.
This had to be prefect. Angel and Vaggie Crouched behind the couch in the lobby. Nearly missing Alastor's attention as they hurried to the hiding spot. The Radio demon seeming more keen on observation today then most. Watching over the misery of Sir Pentious. Who laid on the ground surrounded by his eggs. The small beings didn't seem to understand why he was so down in the dumps. Nifty taunted him as she crawled over him in her pursuit to stab the wondering bugs.
The snake groaned every time she did but didn't get up from the floor. His despair fallowed past the lobby to the bar near by. Where Charlie sat slumped over the surface, a bubbling soda in a glass sitting beside her. Husk ignored her till she needed something. Downing a pot of coffee from behind the bar. Alastor Wondered back and forth between the rooms. Soaking up the misery all around the base floor. Vaggie held her tongue about it as she peered over the couch to see him. Wondering away to her girlfriend. Or rather the love of her life that she didn't know what status they were but was still head over heels for.
Charlie gave a sigh when he approached. Raising her head with her eyes closed. His smile grew and it was like she could feel it. She laid her head back down and Husk added something to her drink. Stating something Vaggie couldn't hear. He stuck a long straw in it. Charlie fumbled to put it in her mouth with her lips then drank it in slow sips. Alastor gave a shake of his shoulders then turned away from her to walk back to the lobby. Vaggie sunk back down, now facing Angel where he crouched in front of her.
"That jerk" she grumbled at the demon. Angel gave a reluctant smile. They both peered over the couch. Watching Alastor. The radio demon slipped his hand in his pocket, the fabric moving with something he was fiddling with inside. He looked over the living room at the limp snake. This time his gaze didn't last long. He stood outside the lobby. Turning to face the stairs. As if watching, waiting for something more fun to arrive. His hand tucked in his pocket rather then on his microphone/ cane like his other was.
Vaggie and Angel sunk back down behind the couch. "Ok he's a good distance now no one will hear you. Go confess" Vaggie ordered. Angel gave her a nervous smile that fell quickly. "This won't go well. I always fuck this up" he whispered to her. Vaggie placed her hands over his gloved ones. "You can do this. Just be confident. And if you do mess it up somehow which I can't see how you could. You just go up and say 'hey I like you lets go on a date'. Then we can try a different tactic" she whispered back. Angle grinned at her, his actual smile. Not the cocky one he wore most of the time.
He nodded at her then popped up over the couch. Raising suddenly and turning in Alastor's direction. Sir Pentious yelped when he saw Angel come up and Nifty gave a laugh. Un phased by the sudden appearance of the porn star. Angel waved him off then walked around the couch. He gulped, his lower set of hands curling up around his stomach. He held his others down, clenching and un clenching his fists. He stepped out of the lobby. Alastor's ears perked, seeming to turn. Then he turned his head almost completely around. Looking right at Angel.
The taller jolted into a halt at the action. Vaggie cringed her mouth down in disgust at the sight. "Oh shit, that's creepy" she muttered to herself as she watched from behind the couch. Alastor turned his body around, his smile softening as he looked up at Angel. He removed his hand from his pocket and set it on his cane. "Ah Angel good morning. Excuse my lack of observation for your presence. I've been a tad occupied with -" Alastor fixed his monocle on his face then gestured out to the lobby. Angel looked behind him at the others. He turned back with a nod.
He took a deep breath then took a few steps closer to Alastor. Getting into his personal space. Something that made the radio demon tense. Angel threw on a cocky smile as he gave seductive gaze towards the man. Alastor's smile strained slightly as if he was annoyed before the other even spoke.
