Angel sighed a little, lounging back on the couch to make it easier to speak down the hall, not being bothered to get off the couch; it didn't seem like Jack minded anyway. "No, at least, not of anything of substance. He still hasn't gotten my test results, and he doesn't seem particularly fond of just shooting the proverbial shit with me. C'est la vie," There was a pause, before she lowered her voice just slightly, glancing around. "I'm not in danger of waking anyone, am I?" Essentially, 'Was Jules home, and easily offended by loud-talking latinas?'
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