Claude Hijinx
"A spot of fun? A spot of fun?!" Angela roared, almost at the top of her lungs before her countenance tightened, arms crossing over her chest as she glared at him, her eyes sliding over his appearance curiously before looking back up at his face, eyes narrowing. "You always did have a very odd idea about what constituted fun, Rains," She said before heaving a sigh. Everyone else seemed amused, and there was no reason for her to ruin the mood just because she was annoyed.
"This will probably do as much good as it did the last time that I told you, but do not do that again, Claude," Angela said, glaring at him. "No matter how funny you think it is."