<em> goes to sit down, then trips and spills coffee on her white tank top, staining it. </em><br/><br/>ah crap crap crap, ummm...<br/><br/><em> snatches the napkin that Night is using, and starts rubbing the stain out of her top. Once she's done as best a job as she can, she goes to offer it back to him, before pausing, and withdrawing the stained and tattered piece of tissue, then making her way over to the bar again, dropping the old one in a bin and pulling a new one out of the dispenser and handing it to Night. </em><br/><br/>sorry 'bout that. I'm still a bit... ugh...<em> takes a sip of the coffee and sighs contentedly. </em>So yeah. I'm Angel, but you cal call me Doll if you'd like<em> grins </em>...And you are..?