"Have you seen this?" Bradley cries, shoving a thick stack of paper - the script, presumably - under Angel's nose.
Angel scans over the page quickly as Bradley rambles on in her ear (she's long since learned how to tune him out, catching only the important bits: Julian, script, crazy, won't, Arthur, Gwen, script), and her jaw drops as she reaches the end of the page.
As Bradley continues rambling, Angel reaches into her purse for a pen, "Well, then, we'll just have to change that."
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on 2009-12-25 10:07 pm (UTC)Angel scans over the page quickly as Bradley rambles on in her ear (she's long since learned how to tune him out, catching only the important bits: Julian, script, crazy, won't, Arthur, Gwen, script), and her jaw drops as she reaches the end of the page.
As Bradley continues rambling, Angel reaches into her purse for a pen, "Well, then, we'll just have to change that."