[Angel's discomfort was immediately apparent. She quickly glanced around the room she was in, looking for anything that would get her away from the conversation, anything that Jack wouldn't dare question her on. Finding nothing, Angel sat back with a defeated sort of sigh. At least she had gotten good at dodging these sorts of conversations a handful of years ago.]

That is interesting, Jack. [It was almost sad, how easily she was able to rattle off a generic response. Even worse was how normal it felt.]

[Grimacing slightly, she shook her head and forced a pleasant smile to her lips and positive thoughts to her head. If she could grin and bear her way through the conversation, she wouldn't have to deal with him for another few...]

[Hours? Days? Maybe it was best if she didn't get her hopes up.]

You don't need to send me anything. I'll... see if I cannot find something in one of the local stores.