Richard strolls along the dark streets. Apparently Los Angeles is a lot like Hazzard County, because no one looks up to see that wily Angel hops across rooftops in hot pursuit. Angel stops at the corner of one building, probably trying to figure out what the hell he's going to do if Richard moves to a different block. Luckily, instead of crossing the street, Richard approaches a suspicious car where he receives a package. Next, Richard enters "Straley's Steak House." Angel has descended to ground level in the meantime. In the kitchen, Richard places the parcel in the very back of the fridge. A blipvert informs us that time passes. Richard and Harry enter the kitchen. Harry is carrying a lot of packages and declaring, "You can't wait to see what I just bought," which is a rather odd thing to say. Then she asks, "How small do you think a nightie would have to be to fit into one of these tiny boxes?" Richard chortles in an icky way, and says, "Don't move! I'll be right back." Richard grabs a glass of wine, takes a sip, and then gets all red and lizardy. He pulls a knife out of a bin and approaches Harry, who is trying to open her purchases. Suddenly Angel crashes through the window from outside and tackles Harry. After a few punches, Harry grabs Angel and tells him to stop. "He's a demon!" cries Angel. Harry is not surprised, and comforts her lizardy fiancée. "He was coming at you, he had a knife!" Angel insists. Richard explains that the knife was for the boxes. Angel inquires about the mysterious package Richard picked up earlier. "You followed him?" asks Harry. Richard says, "That was for the restaurant. We serve a lot of delicacies. Frogs legs, quail tongues, and such, which isn't illegal per se..." Harry interrupts, insisting that Richard doesn't have to explain, which is a lucky thing for the writers. She looks at Angel and says, "Doyle put you up to this, right? Man, years go by, nothing changes. Doyle decides what I need..." Richard interrupts to suggest that Doyle, understandably, just wants to look out for Harry. Harry tells Angel that "Richard and his family own this restaurant. They're Ano-movic demons, a peaceful clan, totally assimilated into our culture." Richard says, "Harry's an ethno-demonologist." Is there much money in that? Harry and Richard tell Angel that they met while she was "scouting clans in North America." Harry explains that when Doyle's demon self appeared, she was upset at first. "But after I adjusted, I realized, here's this whole, rich, interesting world just waiting to be explored." "You didn't tell him that?" asks Angel. Harry says that she did, and that she encouraged Doyle to meet other demons, "at least go to one mixer, you know? But he couldn't accept himself. Or them. So then he was just... angry. And pretty much a bitch to live with." Angel gets that troubled face he has when he's trying to understand something. Like basic math.
Back at Angel's place, Doyle is shocked to hear that Harry is marrying a demon. "Tell me again how ugly he is," he demands. Angel is looking up Ano-movic demons in his handy encyclopedia of the supernatural. He skims, "Once a nomadic tribe...at one point they did have violent leanings..." Doyle says, "I knew that nice-guy routine was just an act. He's working a spell on her!" Angel continues, "But gave up those orthodox teachings, language, around the turn of the century. Now they own a number of restaurants with pretty expensive windows." Doyle says, "I fully intend to chip in on that." Angel looks dubious. Doyle explains that when Harry proposed how exciting it would be to explore Doyle's demonic heritage, "I thought she was just trying to make me feel better. I thought she was pitying me. But it was true. I just wasn't listening." Angel wonders if there's any scotch left, while Doyle is forced to accept that he can't blame his breakup with Harry on his demon half. Doyle pulls out the divorce papers and signs them. Harry and Richard thank Doyle as they pick up the papers. Harry asks if she can use a copier, and Doyle points her to Angel's office. Inside, Harry tells Cordy that Richard wanted a chance to invite Doyle to his bachelor party. Cordy asks if Richard is afraid he ordered too much beer. Harry says that Richard's family want Doyle to give his blessing, and that "they're sweet demons; they're very into good vibes all around." Cordy says, "They do sound nice," very sincerely, making me wonder if she's been possessed. Harry mentions that she's supposed to invite friends to her bridal shower, and that Cordy is "the first girl [she's] met in town under three hundred and seventy years old." Cordy giggles, because, of course, she is actually much, much older than that. Harry invites Cordy to the shower, and Cordy accepts. Outside, Richard is finishing his pitch for Doyle to attend the bachelor party.