Angel narrows his gaze at Dipper for a moment before closing his book entirely, pushing himself away from the front counter in order to circle around and head to answer the door himself.

"Maybe," he concedes, unwilling to dismiss Dipper's concern out of hand, "But I try to keep an open-door policy. If someone wants to come in and talk, I'm not about to leave them standing out in the hallway." He grimaces, opening the door half a moment later. "Alex."