Angelina shut the door behind him, waving off his thanks. "Yeah, well, you're not the only one," she answered with a weak smile of her own. At least Roger hadn't recently recovered from a near break up and its surrounding drama when this had been sprung upon them. And it hadn't been his own damn daughter responsible for it.
"Help yourself, Rog," she told him, gesturing to the bottle as she took a sip from her glass. It was weird seeing him this old, a reminder that her youth wasn't nearly as infinite as she wanted it to be (and he wasn't even that old!)