Angel had managed to irritate Kara into a state of temper within hours of her being released from the hospital and returning home. He had to admit, he was skilled at driving her crazy. Though that wasn't really the politically correct terms now was it? Not that Angel was ever a politically correct kind of guy. He left her be and headed back to the apartment where he could stalk the garage in case she tried to sneak out one of the cars. Mind you, with her navigation skills, he was sure he would hear her even if he didn't see her. That being said, he was willing to ask Faith or Buffy to go out and explain calmly that she could not drive herself if she happened to try this during the day. Though, he wasn't sure which would be better to send. He just knew Cordy wasn't the person for the job.

When his phone rang he didn't recognize the number, but he did notice the area code. Los Angeles. Hm. "This is Angel."