Jo's mouth stayed in the stray curl the image had brought to her, making her shake her head at the whole concept. Her mother drinking with an angel, if not managing to drink him under the table the way she managed with almost anyone else who'd tried her on for size before Jo was stolen away by her letter, only to come back for summers and holidays.

The rest is a simple enough question, because the whole thing is still so....new. "What even gets an Angel upset?"