A Song and a Shout // Lorne and Angel // W5 Monday Evening
Lorne finally dragged himself away from the bar with a sigh. Leaving the doorway he went walking for the towards the cafeteria, or at least the direction he had been told. Looking around he saw that he was getting funny looks still. A roll of the eyes and he detoured to his room.
Upon exiting his room, with disguise in hand, he saw someone he hadn't seen in a while. "Angel cakes! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. I've been trying to ask around for the situation and all I get is gloomy faces and odd looks. They said I wouldn't need this but is seems I do." He raised the disguise in a 'do what I gotta do' gesture. "So I'll put on the old charade and wait till the folks get comfortable with me. Think they got something against green? Anyway sugar, what has been going on? I've just been getting the silent treatment and it's like mum's the word. And being up in the air was never my style. There a reason?"















