Night falls. The MoG gather at Spicule's. Angel says, "This may come out a little pretentious, but one of you will betray me." Spicule quickly raises his hand. Angel curtly says that it'll be Wesley. Spicule pouts, "Can I deny you three times?" Hee. Angel says that Vail believes Wesley might "make a play for [Angel's] spot." Wesley says that isn't very flattering, but Angel says that's how Wesley will get an opportunity to kill Vail. Illyria will catch Izzy and three other Thornites at a restaurant they eat at regularly. Gunn will take out Senator Brucker at her campaign headquarters in West L.A. Angel mentions that Brucker "tends to surround herself with vampires." Gunn agreeably says, "I was hopin' it'd be vamps. Haven't dusted nearly enough this year." I agree wholeheartedly. Angel is about to give Spicule his assignment when Spicule interrupts: "I'm not wearing any amulets. No bracelets, brooches, beads, pendants, pins, or rings." He was very thorough, there. But not thorough enough, as we discover when Angel laughs triumphantly and slaps a tiara on Spicule's head. Oh, fine, that didn't happen. But I'll bet Angel has a tiara somewhere. He like shiny things. Anyway, Spicule will kill the Fell Brethren and rescue the baby. Angel adds that Sebassis is the tough one: "[He] has over 40,000 demons at his command. Other members of the Council fear him. He's the key player, so he's mine." Fine, but: "council"? Oops. Or maybe Angel was thinking of the Watchers. There are little clips of the various villains throughout all the planning, in case someone's tuned in late, and none of the clips is really noteworthy except this one: Sebassis is lying in a bubble bath as the carafiend refills his glass with freshly squeezed blood. That's still gross, by the way. Angel turns to Cary, who sighs, "I'm not a fighter, Angel-wings. Never had the stomach for it. Looks like I'm your weak link." Angel says that Cary just has to back up Lindsey. Wesley marvels that Angel asked Lindsey for help. I'm really pleased that Wesley is wearing a turtleneck again here, because I kept forgetting to mention that all of his turtlenecks are a last indication of my incredible precognitive abilities. Hooray for me! Anyway, Angel reassuringly insists that Lindsey's in as much danger as they are.
Cut to Harmony, lying back on a bed, eyes closed, blood trickling from her mouth so that I guess we'll think someone beat her up. A hand moves into the frame and wipes the blood away, and Harmony smiles, "This gets better and better everyday." She sits up happily, and we see that she's in bed with Hamilton. She curls up in his arms with a glass of blood and sighs, "About Angel's secret plan...."