Location- Manor kitchen<br/>Time- Three thirty p.m.<br/>Players- Oliver, Syn and Angel<br/><br/>Angel frown at the cold dark luquid, " It isn't natural, and hardly as nourishing. This substituting may very well be part of the reason we have such weak children as of late." she said shaking her head. There were some things she would never get used to in this day and age. As Oliver spoke she nodded, "If it will keep us in communication with one another then I will deal with it, what ever it is.' she said look at how he fixed his blood. Taking the dark coffee she poured it into a cup with the blood.<br/><br/>As she looked back up Syn walked in and made comments about her humor. Clearly he was trying to be funny....she didn't see.Nodding as he said he meant nothing by it, She nodded and drank from her coffee, "Yes because I know if you were, you understand when I showed you what this age can do to you.' she said her tone actually a bit lighter as she seemingly teased him. She looked up at him and as casual as could be sipped from her coffee cup. As Oliver and Syn mentioned getting ready she looked at her clothes. "I don't know what I should wear either. The last time I was out woman still covered their bodies.' she said looking up at the two of them. "The 70's weren't that long ago right? Maybe it will still work?" she looked to Syn when he made his comment, "I'm sorry was that your attempt of humor...I'm afraid I'm still having trouble seeing it.' she said as she leaned back on the counter.