"Tequila." She grabbed his hand, and winked at him, pulling him up to skip the line. "Hey, Mike!" The guy lit up and opened his arms.
"Angel! Sweetheart!" Angel sort of fell into them, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Mike, this is Teddy. He's my not-date date for this evening." She winked at him. "Let us in? It's cold and my dress is short." She did a little turn, knowing her legs looked amazing before giving him a hopeful glance.
He laughed, and nodded towards the doors. "Go on. Go in." The round of protests from the line just drew an eyebrow, and he held out his hand for yet another teenybopper's ID as Angel and Teddy waltzed right in.
"What can I say?" She was holding his arm again, her chin on his shoulder. "When I got it, I got it."