With a few minutes before the start of the game between UCLA and Kansas, Lindsey had ordered a refill on his drink and headed for the bathroom. As he moved through the crowd back towards the bar, he wasn't so much surprised to find he now had a neighbor as he was to find out who that neighbor was. His first reaction was that Angel had shown up, before he remembered the look alike fed that was running around.
There were a few minor differences between him and the vampire. The agent looked a few years older, a little more regulation than his immortal doppelganger. But the look he had on his face at that moment, it reminded him a hell of a lot of Angel. For that alone, he didn't pick up his drink and walk away to find another place to sit. Instead, he sat down on the stool, facing Booth with a cocky smirk.
"Hey man, a little tip? If you're trying to convince the masses you're not the vampire, you might want to give the brooding a break. It's like looking in a mirror. Mirror that you want to bust." It was bad enough that there was one around. There didn't need to be two.