Angel was about to shake the man's hand, but it was pulled away before he managed to get there. He rubbed the side of his temple instead, trying to keep up with the wild directions this conversation kept veering off into.
"What? No." He glanced from Zelgadis to Mason. He looked like a Manfred? "My name's Angel."
He didn't really actually look like a Manfred. Did he?
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"What? No." He glanced from Zelgadis to Mason. He looked like a Manfred? "My name's Angel."
He didn't really actually look like a Manfred. Did he?