Catching the word Fred mouth Angel frowned darkly scratching the back of his head. He knew that hadn't been in there earlier today. He suspected that no one had been in the office or would have tampered with something in the fridge.
Angel pushed that train of thought to the back of his mind.
"It's fine..." Fred. Angel's voice trailed off as Fred decided the two strangers needed a heart to heart talking about their (past or literal?) demons. If the conversation wasn't awkward before it certainly would be now.
He cleared his throat while deciding to steer clear of zombies, demons, telekinesis, prophesies or being special. At least for now. "So you're interested in working for Angel Investigations? We're not really a traditional detective agency here so much as people usually come when they need help. With the supernatural."