Quick blipvert of Angel and Wesley giggling in the Angelmobile. Then they're very serious. Then Darla is contemplative. Then real time resumes, and Angel and Wesley are neither giggling nor overly serious. But they are in the Angelmobile. Wesley's on his cell phone, listening to it ring as he tells Angel, "She's not picking up." Wesley puts the phone away, and Angel says Cordy wasn't home when he stopped by on his way to Wesley's. Angel awkwardly says, "So, I, uh, guess you're probably wondering why I'm, you know, back." Wesley says it hadn't occurred to him, even though earlier he asked what Angel was doing at his home. Wesley adds, "You're going to want to take a right turn shortly." Angel says that he knows where the MoG's office is. Wesley bitterly replies, "Oh, yes, of course, you did pop by. Stole a book."
Wesley grimaces as a pothole shakes the car, and Angel says he'll try to be more careful. After a moment, Angel tries to jump-start some conversation by saying, "Actually, it's kinda funny, I recently got a, uh, gut wound myself." Wesley stares as Angel continues being overly chipper. Angel's lack of social skills never stops amusing me. He goes on, "Not a gunshot, like you got there, but, uh...It was kind of a, uh, antique sword. Is what it was." Wesley stares straight ahead, expressionless. Angel adds, "It went deep. Yes it did." Still no response. Because it's such a funny story that Angel just can't resist continuing, he asks, "Hey, guess who stabbed me?" Wesley immediately intones, "Darla." Angel watches the Hindenburg of his conversational gambit burst into flames around him, and softly admits, "Yeah." But he gives it one more try, saying, "Actually, kind of a funny story, the whole reason I had this epiphany was..." We have a title!
Angel dries up as he glances at Wesley's stony face, and asks about the Skilosh demons. Wesley fills him in, referring to the MoG as "We, at Angel investigations," which is a stiff and mannered way of talking, even for Wesley. But it's just so that Angel can be surprised to hear that the MoG are using his name for their agency. Wesley snarks, "We're going to change it," and goes on to explain how he figured out that the girl was attacked by a Skilosh. Angel interrupts: "With your books!" He tries to suck up, "You were always so good with your books. Made it look so easy. No, it isn't." Yeah, all those words, all those pages to turn. All that thinking. I'm sure it's difficult for Angel. After awkward moment of silence number 47, Wesley shares some details about how Skilosh hatch out of human skulls. Angel confirms that the MoG saved the little girl who was brought to them. Wesley, not aware that the little girl died anyway, agrees. Hey, this just occurred to me: if the Skilosh are so desperate to reproduce, why'd they kill the Sharp family instead of using them as hosts, too? This episode still scores high on the fun-o-meter, but the lack of sense is starting to bug me. Yes, I have problems if I'm expecting any sense at all, given the premise, but that's not the point. So Angel says, "You did a good thing," and instead of saying, "Oh, really, we hadn't noticed, thank you so much for validating us!" Wesley simply says, "Thank you," as the plaintive horn of reconciliation tootles away in the background. Angel, pushing his luck even farther, says, "Welcome." Welcome to the blipvert, that is!