Well, it certainly seemed like Zee was mad at him, if that death glare was anything to go by. What had he done now?<br/><br/>In the brunet's defense, he'd thought the angel was good and dead. If he had known, he might have stuck around to say thanks at least. Was that why Zee seemed so pissy? Or maybe he was mad about the virginity thing? They'd had fun, hadn't they? The blond had certainly cum hard enough, and really, what did he want? Adriel still maintained that he had promised nothing.<br/><br/>He tucked into his food, ravenous. With the death glare he was getting, he wasn't about to go talk to Zee. And his food was getting cold.<br/><br/>Daisy made her rounds, stopping at Adri's table to refill his coffee. "What'd you do to the kid? He looks like he wants to murder you," she commented, raising an eyebrow.<br/><br/>He shrugged. "We, ah, know each other from back in Seattle. I kind of left without saying goodbye?" That was simple an explanation as he could give, without going into detail.<br/><br/>She tsked before making her way to the blond, pulling the pencil from behind her ear. "What can I get you, love?" She asked Ezekiel.