"Yea--doesn't exist?" He'd heard of someone lying about where they were from, hell, he could even understand it in some cases. Who'd want to admit to being British? Or from a Hellmouth? Full out denying your place of birth existed was something new to him. Not as if he hadn't been around the block, either.
"So, people show up, and then what? Angel starts taking 'em in to play house? Last I checked the guy was sort've his own worst enemy. Took him a couple of weeks after I started helping out back in the day to even offer me a part-time paycheck, though I guess that has something more to do with him being cheap than anything else." He didn't know the staff was bigger than it had ever been before. That might've only served to piss him off, anyway.