Angelo, after having hit Enzo, decided that it would be better to refrain from following through with what he'd said he would do. Knowing that rat bastard, he try to get Angelo thrown out just for that one strike, anyway. He called after Enzo, "<span style="color: red">They really need to cut it off, it's kind of pointless to have it when you're more than a big enough dick yourself!</span>"<br/><br/>His emotions calming down a bit, Angelo looked downward in shame, putting a hand on his hip while he rested his other on his cane, planted in the ground. He couldn't meet Madame Lovi's eyes as he turned just a bit in her direction. "<span style="color: red">Erm... sorry. I don't usually hit people.</span>"<br/><br/>Angelo sighed, but looked up when he heard Izzy calling out to all of those who could possibly hear her. He would have ran out with her to the front- his hamminess and dramatic tendencies could always help keep things lively- but the recent events left him deciding that he'd rather be on standby, if only for now. For that, he followed her, but stopped a good ways from her 'stage,' ready to be there if called upon. He'd at least try to seem happy when he was out there with her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>