"Wouldn't doubt the internal injuries, doc, you'd be amazed the damage expensive pumps can do," Angelus looks down at her outfit. "On the other hand, maybe not." With geniune appreciation for good fashion, he says, "Nice suit."

Angelus let her guide him over to the cot. He occaisionally winces as squirms as she hits sore spots.

"Long tale of woe," he says, by way of answering her questions. "Suffice it to say I spent a good chunk of yesterday getting intimate with my carpet, and not because I'd had the fun of a good drink." He points to the spots on his body. "Eye. Think the lip's healed. Ribs - ow - and... uh... let's just say trying out for choir right now might not be a bad idea."