"Had to do something in my spare time. Do you really like it?" She gave a little twirl as she stepped through the door, circle-skirt spinning around her in a flurry. Angel stumbled a little on her heels, still trying to recover from the weed and the portkey, but she held her own, making it over to Jack to wrap her arms around him and give him a peck on the cheek.
"How are you, sweet thing, still loving life, I hope?"