Back at the office, Cordy and Groo are smooching. Cordy asks Groo if he's sure, and he is, so Cordy reassures him, "I practiced plenty on my cousin Timmy when we were kids." She's going to give him...a haircut! Comedy! Cordy pauses to confirm that Groo doesn't have a Samsonian problem where he gets his strength from his hair. Groo flexes a giant arm and replies, "No, I believe it is in my muscles." He's all bumpy. Yuck. Cordy gets excited about giving Groo a head-to-toe makeover, and Groo asks, "Will the new me please you in ways that the old me could not?" Groo, you've spent a grand total of about forty-eight hours with Cordy -- ease up on the pressure, okay? Cordy tries to explain that Groo wants something she can't give, adding, "It's not that I don't want to. I do!" Groo understandingly says, "You are afraid that with me, you will be less than what you were." A reasonable fear on her part, since the interesting aspects of her character have already been lessened considerably since going to Pylea. If she loses anything else, she'll dwindle away to nothing.
A tree! What a helpful establishing shot. A car pulls up on a suburban road, and someone we can assume is Jerry gets out and walks over to the great big...tree. Gunn and Fred pull up nearby in Gunn's truck. Fred sets up a tiny little video camera on the dash, to record whatever it is that Jerry's up to. Fred asks if Gunn thinks that Jerry's really under a spell. Gunn says, "There's all different kinds of magic. You've got demony love spells, mojo sex chants, voodoo booty rituals..." Heh. They're laughing, too. And now Gunn's saying stupid things to Fred about her big brown eyes. I'm trying to stab Fred's big brown eyes with the scissors, but they just bounce off the glass and it's not as cathartic as it seemed. Gunn and Fred turn, and see that Jerry is still standing under the tree like a doofus. Fred pontificates about the chemistry of love, suggesting that "the DNA knows what it needs, and when it finds it, nothing can get in its way. It just takes it." Gunn shuts her up by kissing her, and I continue to generate useless little clinking noises as the scissors bounce against the TV screen. Eventually Fred reminds Gunn that they're supposed to be working, and when they look out the window again, Jerry is gone.