Los Angeles, Saturday Night

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Angel was down in the basement of the Hyperion, working on getting the practice area into even better shape. It was one thing for the vampire to exercise down there. Another for a mortal.

Plus he'd gone to a sporting goods store and gone a little nuts on buying stuff. As you do.

He had his Blackberry handy.

[for Marty]