There was a hope. A small one that is now dead. Thanks, cap and coffee dude.

"I should turn you away and make you come back once you do," Angela jokes as she places a tin box on her lap that she opens to reveal various sticks of colored chalk. Her reply is slightly, no, more than slightly flirtatious, but it comes with the girl. If she didn't flirt with an attractive man, her name wouldn't be Angela.