She was well aware of his drunken stint earlier in the month, thanks to Shiki, and was still curious as to what brought it on, but it was a conversation for another day. Cordelia was, quite frankly, tired of walking constantly into the barbed wire fence that was the spoilers. She just wanted an evening where she felt like she was on the same wavelength as Angel, no timeline secrets.

She sensed something was a little wrong, though, she took it to mean that his months here prior to her turning up weren't exactly filled with parties and fun. She slid her hand into his, giving him a squeeze. "Well, I'm here now. And you know how hard it is to get rid of me," she ducked her head a little to try and catch his gaze, giving him - hopefully - a comforting smile. They may not be from the same year, but Angel was still her Angel, regardless. She was determined to leave with him or not leave at all.

"Besides, I doubt you had anyone like me to help your drunken ass back home," she gave him a wide grin. It was an attempt to lighten the rather gloomy mood that had fallen over them so quickly.