Angelina nearly mimicked Freb in his line of curses, though hers were all in English, as Memphis continued to stoke the fires instead of trying to put them out. His words to Sway causing her hand to shake as she was already pouring a glass of Rum and coke for herself, splashing a few drops on the counter as she looked towards he man with pain filled eyes. Didn’t he realize how his words could affect Nancy? A worried look shot towards Nancy, who seemed to be in a numbed, if she started bawling Angelina didn’t know what would happen next. It’d been a long time since the former agent had been this drunk, and the vicious situation wasn’t a recipe for cupcakes but disaster. Sway on the other hand was seconds away from crying and that didn’t help the brunette bartenders resolve.
”Memphis.” the name coming out in the form of a plea, she didn’t want him to leave, wanted them all to stay but hell if he wasn’t making this easier on any of them. ”Tumbler and Sphinx both are as guilty.” Breath taken as she finally revealed the secret Stan had told her earlier in the day, the one she’d hoped to tell Sasha before she’d gone for her jog. ”We knew Tumbler had been arrested, Sasha is a detective now, but we also though Sphinx dead…saw the accident report. You coming back in here and getting defensive over a few pain filled words isn’t going to help.” Words spoken to Memphis but meant for everyone, as she added, ”Sphinx isn’t dead, I know this now, but not everyone else did. And throwing punches at people isn’t going to fix the issues we have either.” Glare given towards Shania as the woman continued to mutter under her breath. Anything more she’d have said was cut off as Memphis moved towards the door. Angelina setting the bottle down as if to go after him, but stopping as he paused at the door and looked back towards them or rather Nancy, at the very least one could see he still cared for the woman…even if he had a horrid way of showing it.
Sway’s words reached past the barrier of resolve she was putting up and hazels took in the shaken appearance of her friend. ”It’s okay. Here.” Hand fishing into her pocket to pull out a set of keys, setting them in front of Sway on the counter. ”It’s the silver Toyota RAV4 in the parking lot. Punch the button for the last address, it’ll take you to the complex.” She had hoped to go with Sway when she saw the old place, but at this moment it seemed an escape was needed for the now brunette more than herself. ”Sasha’s number is programmed in there too.” Letting the brunette know that if she got lost to call the blonde detective and she’d come help her out. ”I’ll come check on you later.” That said the bottles of alcohol were set in front of the rest of the crew, not waiting to see if Nancy punched Memphis, which it looked unlikely at the moment.
”Jose, Jack, and Jin. Friends we can all use a little bit of.” Words mentioned as she set the bottles out and watched as Stan handed out glasses, ”Also have a little Bacardi if that’s more to your tastes. Now can we all please have a drink and just talk, like adults…for real?” the hope evident in her voice as she took a more than healthy swig of her one mixed drink, it’d probably be the only one she’d take during this discussion but the liquid calmed her frazzled nerves. Now if only it’d do the same for the rest of them.
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Angelina Uris
An Angel In Waiting
Club Alien Owner
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Waiting on an angel.
One to carry me home.
Hope you come to see me soon,
cause I don't want to go alone,
I don't want to go alone.
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