It wouldn't take long until Angel heard the front door hastily shut, Alastor having clapped his hands over his sensitive ears. It didn't help that his shadow friends were all laughing hysterically in his head.

"All of you can shut up!" he snarled as he made his way away from the treehouse.

Surely, surely Angel would be done in an hour? He could stop by Dreambucks for a light lunch.

...Better make it two.