The Malfoy woman has been in the cells for four days and so, Ramon is once more watching Angela. If he's honest with himself, he's a little pissed off about letting her go. He can't help entertaining the thought that it might be nice to just shove a corpse back through the door to the bar. That's what usually happens in situations like this.
Not worth it. He's been constantly reminding himself of that for the last two days. It's worked well enough - and now he's just waiting. The spiked drink he'd given her a couple of hours ago contained rohypnol and he'd dropped a mild valium in there as well. He wants her nowhere near coherent or thinking straight when he goes in there to get her.
He's watching now to see that she's properly gone. As soon as he's sure, she'll be going home. Or well...to the bar anyway.