Doyle heads back to the office with the vamp trailing him. The vamp's face apparently stuck that way just as your mom always warned you might happen. As Doyle enters the building, Cordy and Pierce pull up in Pierce's convertible. "Sorry you're not feeling well," says Pierce. He asks if Cordy wants him to take her home, but Cordy says, "My car's here." For once, the writers answer a reasonable question that the viewers might have. Cordy gets out of the car, and Pierce joins her, saying, "I'm not really sure about this neighborhood." The vamp pops up and says, "You're right. It's crappy." The vamp grabs Cordy as Pierce scrambles back to his car and drives off. Cordy screams. Doyle appears with a crossbow, and calls, "Hey! I'm the one you followed here. It's me you want." The vamp and Cordy struggle, and Doyle, unable to get a clear shot, settles for firing his arrow into the vamp's foot. Cordy is tossed aside, the vamp tackles Doyle. Cordy looks up in time to watch as Doyle struggles for the amazingly blood-free and unmarred arrow. Doyle finally grabs it and dusts the vamp. Cordy says, "ow," prompting Doyle to ask if she's okay. In the credit-where-it's-due department, he does look genuinely concerned about her and oblivious to his own aches and pains, and that's kind of sweet. Cordy says, "You were so...brave," in an astonished tone. Doyle asks, "You think you could say that again without so much shock in your voice? You're kind of stepping on my moment of manliness here." Cordy apologizes and says, "I'm just..." "Surprised?" offers Doyle? "Old?" I suggest. Cordy settles for, "Grateful." The concept of Cordy expressing gratitude causes the world to tremble. No, wait. It's just another blipvert.
The next day Cordy enthralls Angel with the details of her evening. Assuming that Angel always looks over random paperwork when he's enthralled. Cordy explains that "All of a sudden rich and handsome isn't enough for me. Now I expect a guy to be all brave and interesting." Hey, Xander wasn't all that brave. Cordy notes that Doyle was more concerned about her than he was about himself, and Angel stops looking over paperwork and folds his hand together, so I think maybe the papers were his "How to be a sympathetic listener" crib sheets. Angel says, "There's definitely more to Doyle than meets the eye." Why do they keep making Transformer references? Cordy concludes, "So I've gotta kill myself. I swore when I went down this road with Xander Harris, I'd rather be dead than date a fixer-upper again." Angel looks a bit miffed that Cordy isn't following his own ideals and choosing romantic partners based on personality and integrity rather than mere appearance. Because Angel sure wasn't attracted to Buffy because she was a 98-pound blonde who wore slip-dresses year-round. Oh sorry, was I implying that the "looks aren't everything" message is aimed at women, and not men? My mistake. Cordy concludes that she should buy Doyle a mochaccino as thanks for saving her life. Instructing Angel to watch the phones, she leaves.