There’s a knock at the door and the food finally arrives — far too late. The Angel is clearly not impressed. The delivery boy blames heavy traffic, and the meal is already cold. As if that weren’t enough, the young courier shyly asks if he can use the bathroom. The Angel pauses, then nods. Moments later, he quietly follows him down the hall, takes a discreet glance inside, and suddenly realizes he may have found a way to rescue the evening after all.
