Beth was about to down her second shot when Angel said that, and she nearly spit it out all over the bar laughing. She managed to get it down without choking and then smacked him on the shoulder. "Angel!" She wasn't sure WHY that was hilarious, but it was. "I just imagined you in the whole Mickey Spillane thing, long trenchcoat and a fedora, collar up to hide your face, standing just outside some street lamp somewhere going psst. hey. wanna talk to you." Although admittedly, that could've been influenced by the outfit. But still. The mental picture made her grin.