DamonHe turned red and looked back the road falling silent as he drove. He drummed on the steering wheel as he stopped at a stoplight the song still playing. " Well it's nice that you like both" He finally spoke, actually quiet. He watched the people pass with a sigh, "Though all these people. Each with their own problems and their own little worlds."
He rolled his eyes at the sarcastic comment and waved a finger as he tsk'd the angel, "Now I thought angels weren't supposed to be rude. My singing is just as angelic as it was when I was in heaven." He pulled up to the back of the theatre and turned off the radio, "So you want to come in?"