Or so she thinks. Actually, Number Two is offering some suggestions regarding Angel: "Naturally, your attitude toward him would be...complex...but it's not very professional to air those feelings around your colleagues. People look up to you around here." So at Wolfram & Hart, it's okay to plot elaborate plans to engender mayhem and evil, as long as you don't seem to have a personal interest in the target? Actually, I can see that. Okay. The window buckles under the force of Lilah's Glare of Death as Number Two pats Lindsey on the shoulder. Number Two pulls out a business card and explains that he cleared Lindsey's calendar for the day in order to fit in a special appointment. All smiles, he escorts Lindsey to the door without providing any other details about what he has planned.

Hey, remember those clothes that Angel bought Cordelia? Are these them? If so, maybe he did lose his soul and become evil again. She's wearing a shirt that has a little lace-up slit on the right hip. Also, I don't think pale blue is her color. Anyway, she's talking to everyone about the vision: "He didn't feel crazy. He felt normal, you know? Until he started stabbing himself." Unfortunately, she doesn't have any useful suggestions on how to locate the guy. When Gunn presses her for details, Cordy starts snapping that she doesn't know, and Angel interrupts, "It's all right! We'll figure it out." Gunn accidentally nominates himself for the calling-local-hospitals detail. Wesley says he'll check out the morgues. Um, how? Can you just wander into morgues and ask, "Excuse me, has anyone turned up with grievous ocular damage today? I'm doing a survey." Does that work? If so, I may have a new hobby. Angel declares that he'll talk to his usual demon sources. Before leaving, Angel asks Gunn to keep an eye on Cordelia. But not in the sense of poking his eye out with a big knife and placing it on her body. I hope. After the others leave, Gunn offers to get Cordy a cup of tea. Cordy glares at him silently. Hey, it's not his fault. Sheesh.