It's a good thing Doug couldn't hear his angel then. Angels don't know such colourful swearwords.

About to tell him yes, hit by a stolen car, yes, she was an angel--a real live one--she looks more like a proper one to small kids--she curses, and leaps off the table.

OK, well, at least he's sitting down. Mel summons healing vibes and sends them at Doug, hoping the light green vibes will do some good, like gentle smelling salts.

Poor bloke. But hey, she's pulled.