Angelus sat at the edge of the bar, watching Raven.  He knew her name now, hearing one of the other demons use it.  It suited her.  And she was pretty enough for his boy.  But *no one* was allowed to come between them.  William was his.  He'd waited too long for an opening to take him back and he didn't intend to allow this mortal to get in the way.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Denethor took the note, and didn't skip a beat.  Natural actor.  He sighed.  "Yeah, I'll go get some more.  We always run short on busy nights."