Angel found them a table near the window and sat down, her legs dangling from the seat. When Candy brought the ice cream, she poked at the waffle cone on top, breaking it up with her spoon. "Did Iggy tell you he's growing wings? He can't fly yet, but some day! He got Navi to prescribe to this magazine about wine. He likes being all fancy and stuff." Angel took a bite of her ice cream. Way better than wine!