Angel got hooked on the world beautiful like any high school female might as his mind filled with 'he called my eyes a beautiful shade of dark green, not just dark green. It was stupid to get happy over but the young man didn't get compliments from someone as attractive as Ray very often. It was good to hear that the other was busy with his job, he seemed to enjoy his line of work, at least from what he had seen so far. Feeling his hand slip off of his shoulder and fingers trail his arm his eyes looked back up at him. He wasn't sure how to react besides a feeling of butterflies fluttering in his stomach.<br/><br/>The invention he wasn't expecting, but maybe he should have? "Your house..." His fingers began to fidget with the glass, he couldn't go to a hotel because people would know what they were up to. "Please," He added with a small smile, taking the last sip of his beer and placing it down on the counter. He was the kind of person who liked to keep his personal things personal, which is why he avoided sex for so long as he knew it would just get around if he did it with some jock in high school. Now that he was free, he could have some fun in someone's house.<br/><br/>"Just excuse me really quick," Angel said as he got off of his stool and went into the men's bathroom. Liam watched carefully, glancing at the now lone man at the bar, he wasn't one to start a fight but he needed to make sure that his friend wasn't on the menu. Walking to the bar he took the seat a few stools away and ordered a shot. Looking over to the ghoul he memorized his face, dark eyes taking it all in so he knew who to look for if something sketchy happened. "I know your face, purple eyes..." He said loud enough for him to hear, a small threat... nothing too bad as he walked away.<br/><br/>Angel then came out just in time to see the other leave the bar, probably to go to the straight bar for a little bit. Plopping himself back down at the bar he seemed a little perkier and less anxious than before.