[Angel hasn't seen this many human-esque beings since he was alive -- did you know Hell is full of furries? Cause it totally is. -- and he's sort of feeling like a kid in a candy store. The guy piping in is cute enough that Angel doesn't even feel mocked by the over-the-top accent.

Instead he laughs, skewering a couple more marshmallows and reaching out a spindly limb to rest a hand on Peter's shoulder, casually tactile.] Ya know, Vinnie wasn't the brightest bulb in the box, but he sure could hold'a grudge. Wouldn't put that kinda thing past him. Hell, maybe he did come back -- I was dead by the next family reunion, so who the hell knows?