[It's pretty clear that Chainsaw is displeased about something, though Angel isn't sure with what. Unfortunately for him, no one's ever been able to really bully someone who cares so little as Angel. The sweater's actually pretty comfy, though. His wings flutter and pull against the collar as he tries to manuever them out of it but Aki tells him not to, that he'll stretch it out, to just give him a minute and he'll find him something else - and then Denji is shoving the surely non-alcoholic beer at him and he looks down at it, surprised.]

Yeah, those were hard to get. [Angel speaks up as Aki looks at it closer, now in the lit-up kitchen, and just as he begins to realize this is actual alcoholic beer, his eyes shooting to Denji with the very clear look he gets pre-scolding, Angel continues,] I showed them my ID card and they let me buy it. Since I'm probably way older than all of you combined.

[Aki looks at him like he wants to rebut this, that it clearly can't be the case, but Angel is instead looking at Denji, a sort of, Don't fuck that up, okay? as he works at pulling the back of the sweater over his wings. He should really just cut holes in it or something.]

But Chainsaw-kun said this is the kind that you like to drink. So he picked it out. I thought they all tasted the same.