Fred's back in the lab, saying dull things about math to herself. Spicule wanders in and says that the things he's been seeing are "the welcoming party." He says, "Guess hell got tired of waiting." Yeah, I know how hell feels. Fred, of course, can't hear him. Spicule goes on to confess that Fred's attempts to help him meant a lot. Fred exclaims, "Damn, I'm good!" and Spicule goes from fatalistic to exuberant in five seconds. Until Fred tells herself that her solution would cause a feedback wave that would liquefy half of Los Angeles. Well, who'd notice, really? Fred moans that she's not going to figure it out, and starts to walk away. Spicule tries to encourage her and reaches out to grab her arm. An electrical zap passes between them, and Fred jumps. She asks if Spicule is there, and then the lights go out as Spicule yippees about making contact instead of trying to do it again. Fred tells Spicule to give her a sign, then turns around and jumps as she sees Angel. "Would everybody please stop doing that?" she gasps. Angel says that the mystics did another sweep and didn't find anything. Fred points out that somebody just turned out all the lights, and it presumably wasn't Angel. Wait, no, she doesn't actually, because that would be sensible. Instead, she just says that they have to contact Spicule.
Cut to Wesley, expressing skepticism. He and the rest of the MoG are in the conference room as Eve enters with a girl in a form-fitting red dress with an extremely silly and overly-complicated collar. The girl is a psychic, and all business, and it seems that Eve has pulled her in after hours to contact Spicule. Why is Eve in this scene? She doesn't say anything, which is nice, but why is she here at all? The psychic sits at the head of the table and briskly says, "I have Pilates at the crack of why-am-I-awake? So we're gonna move this right along." She orders, "Clear your minds...which, judging by the looks of you, won't be that hard." I like her. Lots more than Eve. Fred asks if they should hold hands, séance-style, and the psychic gives her a look and replies, "Only if you're lonely." Hee! No, I really like her. She orders them all to "zip it" and makes with the mystic incantations. After a moment, she says, "I sense a presence." Spicule -- still with a cut on his cheek -- tells her, "Skip the claptrap and tell them to get me out of here." The psychic goes on about a "dark soul" approaching, and suffering. Spicule is really slow on the uptake, and just says "I'm already here!" The psychic, increasingly nervous, gasps, "It's...it's the --" "The Reaper! The bloody friggin' Reaper!" Spicule snaps. The psychic suddenly gasps and claws at her throat as if she's choking as blood drips from one nostril. Angel jumps up from the table and orders Spicule to let her go. The girl suddenly sits back more calmly. Fred asks, "Are you all right?" The girl promptly spits up a lot of blood and collapses on the table. Okay, that made me jump. And then, when we got the after-shot of Fred with blood all over her face, it made me laugh. Hee.