[Angel figures the broadcast isn't a conscious one, given the time of night and the fact that there had been no actual message to go along with it, but it's still more than enough to pique his curiosity, and so his response to it comes mid-morning the next day as he sits at the front desk in his office with a mug of blood and a yellow legal pad.]
I'm interested in the notes on your walls, if you feel like talking.
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I'm interested in the notes on your walls, if you feel like talking.