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[thegroosalugg]

I return to my home after dispatching many vampires to find a message on my phone machine. I press the button to hear the message and listen closely.

"Groo, I've got some info on that guy for you. Looks like he and some of his friends have moved here, evidentally there's a big Slayer school here or something. I guess they're helping out with

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[thegroosalugg]

Angel: My cell phone rings and I don't recognize the number. So much for called ID. I answer it, hoping it's not someone trying to sell me something. "Hello?"

Groo: "Hello, Angel, this is The Groosalugg. I have been notified you are now in San Fransisco. I have been living here for quite some time now and am interested in what has brought you here," I say, hoping he does not hang up on me.

Angel: "Groo? You live here?" I was in a bit of shock. Honestly, I had no idea where he had gone after he and Cordy broke up. "How did you get my number?"

Groo: I smile, chuckling softly. "I must admit I have been keeping track of you and the others. I wanted to ensure I would be able to be of assistance."

Angel: "Oh, well that's good. We've set up shop here, Angel Inc., I mean. There's also a slayer school that we work with and works with us. So...what have you been up to?"

Groo: "That is what I was informed. It is most admirable to set up a school for new slayers. I have mostly been occupying myself with dispatching demons of all sorts