not everything is gonna be the way you think it ought to be;
[ angel nods. ] Yeah, she knows. I told her about him. She's... okay with it. As far as I can tell.
[ only to faith will he admit that uncertainty, because she's - even if this version of faith hasn't, yet - seen him at his lowest, his worse. that trip down memory lane... he's not sure whether he's grateful or angry she hasn't experienced that. ]
Someone once told me that LA was Hell. Kind of sent me for a loop at the time, but after seeing actual LA on a double dose of the hockey sticks - the slumiest parts of the city are a step up.