Uh...she was good. I know that sounds really vague and like not an actual answer, but I dunno how else to put it. She...she was just so optimistic and believed the best of everybody and put up with so much with just...this kind of grace and...she always believed in me.

[Jack's voice is thick and muddled. He doesn't really like talking about his first wife. Mostly because it still hurts so damn much that she's gone. And he gets...vulnerable in that way he doesn't like people knowing he can. But...well, if anybody should hear it, it's Angel. And he's drunk enough and feeling vaguely guilty enough to manage it.]

You uh, you look just like her, you know. Same eyes, same coloring, same kinda face. She had the blackest, curliest hair I've ever seen. Wore it real long, too.