Not Good

Starting to doze off, the ringing phone just about makes Justin jump out of his skin. Recovering after a ring or two, he finally answers. 

Hearing Beth's voice, he smiles, but that smiles fades at her request. She wanted to see him in person? This couldn't be good. He can feel his heart sink just a little. "Um...no, I mean yeah... it's not too late." Although he didn't think she needed to drive an hour out to his place. "How about meeting at Around the Clock?" Some coffee might be nice, and that way, he could do some thinking while he drove. 

Angel's words stung, and watching her leave stung even more. Jeff had expected another argument. She'd never walked away like this before. And while he still was upset, he did feel just a twinge of guilt. He'd wanted to make a point, not hurt Angel's feelings. 

Sighing, he glances at Katie who was now refusing to look at him. Way to go. He'd done it now. Not only was everything going wrong, but he was upsetting his daughter too. How nice of him. 

Setting his plate aside, he reaches to his bedside table and grabs a deck of cards. Moving over in bed, he makes a nice clear space to play. "Okay, what'll it be?" He starts shuffling the cards. "Crazy Eights? Poker? We could always play for potato chips." 

Luke leans heavily on his cane, watching Angel enter the office. He stood to the side at one of the windows, having just now come from their house after dragging himself out of bed for the day. But off to the side, as Angel comes in, he went unnoticed. 

Seeing how frustrated and upset she looked, he frowns, concerned. Slowly making his way over to her, his steps drag slightly as his cane taps the floor. Making it to her desk, he sets his hand on her shoulder, unable to see her hidden face. "Hey, Babe... something wrong?"