"A fallen angel?" Liam asked her. He thought about that for a moment, trying to imagine a fallen angel in New Orleans. There were so many broken people in the city already that the idea of an angel was just amusing. Actually he found it difficult to believe there were angels at all, let alone on earth. "Yeah," he agreed, to the weird people comment.
"I'm one of those weird people aren't I?" he asked, smiling just a little bit. And then Liam glanced around almost nervously, clearly not comfortable there. "I really..." he started to say, then looked back at Jackie because he knew she was going to laugh at him. "This place just isn't really me. What time do you get off?"