Angela was enjoying her meal alone. Well, she wasn't so much enjoying the meal as trying to drown herself in her mashed potatoes, and that wasn't a very successful venture. She tended to mope when she was worried, and since she hadn't heard from Temperance in a few days, she was beginning to get really worried. Honestly she also tended to feel like some crazy cat lady when she ate at a restaurant alone, which is why she tried to avoid that at all costs.
She happened to glance up when she heard the argument near the front of the restaurant. "Oh my God is that a...Cher doll?" She muttered to herself. She used to have one as a kid. Since Cher was a goddess and Angela loved going against the flow, she decided to use the other empty chairs at her table to her advantage.
"Ahem." She tapped the hostess on the shoulder. "If he doesn't mind, and I sure don't, I have room at my table for the two of them." She said giving the guy a smile of solidarity.