Wesley does ultrasound things. Everyone looks at the monitor and plays "spot the head" for a while. Darla looks at the image and mutters, "My little parasite." Wesley announces, "It's human." How does he know that? We're never told. He can just tell. I guess they covered that in his Obstetrics class: "How to distinguish mutant hell spawn from normal human babies." Actually, that would be useful. Gunn asks, "'Human' as in humanoid? As in, Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dwellers?" I love Gunn. Wesley clarifies, "Human as in...a boy." "A boy?" says Angel. "A boy. A boy," says Wesley. Wesley tells Darla, "You're carrying a boy." It's like a My First Aaron Sorkin Script here. Fred tries to interrupt, and of course Angel is whelmed by the wonder of it all, so finally Fred has to burst out, "We're surrounded by vampires!" Sure enough, there are vampires up in the gallery and all around them. These people need to work on their peripheral vision. Or at least realize that when someone's trying to interrupt you, it's usually to tell you that you're about to be attacked by a monster. One vampire announces, "Behold the miracle child, for his time has come." All the vamps (well, not Angel and Darla, but you probably guessed that) raise their arms and kneel, chanting, "Praise be."

City-vert. Holtz and Sahjhan are strolling down the street. Either Sahjhan is very tall, or Holtz is very short. I guess it could be a little of both. Sahjhan pontificates about this modern world of ours, and I suddenly realize that he's like the Anti-Doyle. Holtz spies a poster of a happy couple with two children and wonders, "They have families?" Sahjhan confirms that they do. Well, that wasn't quite as skull-crushing as an anvil; more like a spare tire. From a semi. They head across the street and towards a dingy building as Sahjhan explains, "This is where we'll get your men."

The building turns out to contain a demon gym. As he stares at the various demons lifting weights and boxing, Holtz observes, "These aren't men." Sahjhan, who has gone back to his demon guise, explains, "Once again, gender, not species. I should have said 'minions.'" When you're dealing with beings whose forms of reproduction are radically different from ours, is it truly meaningful to assign gender roles, which are based largely on social norms rather than sexual functions, especially if...Sorry. Still suffering from the after-effects of "Billy." Sahjhan calls all the demons over to meet "the new jefe." Holtz asks if Sahjhan has any other surprises for him. We cut away before Sahjhan pulls out a kazoo and balloons drop from the ceiling as the demons all sing "Happy birthday to you!"