"Can I help...." The boy looks up from the book, which he summarily drops. "Holy crap, you look -exactly- like Angel. Has anyone told you that?" He gapes for a moment, then calls out, to someone behind him. "Yo, Adam! Come here! There's someone here who's a dead ringer for Angel."

Adam breaks off a conversation with a couple people and strides over. "George, what have I told you about... holy shit. Angel? What are you doing here? And Sara, it's lovely to see you." He facepalms. "This is going to be an interesting day."