The MoG are proudly showing off the deoculated Stephanie to her mom. The girl looks delighted, although she's still mute. Mrs. Sharp looks as scary as ever. We'll get to Cordy's clothes in a little while. Mrs. Sharp says that she can't thank them enough, and when the MoG try to downplay things, she explains, "We can't pay you, either." It seems that her hubby declared that "it's impossible to be bitten by a demon, and to have a third eye grow on the back of one's head, [so] obviously, you people are running some sort of scam." That sentence was designed to hurt me. So many clauses. Curse you, Tim Minear! As she drags Stephanie out the door, Cordy shouts, "'Scam'? The back of your kid's head was blinking!" Wesley notes that the Sharps are having trouble accepting "the grim reality that Skilosh spawn nearly hatched, full-grown, out of their child's skull." He says that with a wonderful matter-of-fact tone, I admit. Then he perkily suggests that maybe the Sharps will change their minds. No one else shares his confidence. Gunn heads for the door, explaining that he's going to check out his old neighborhood: "I'll do more good there than sitting around here with you two." No doubt. Off he goes. Bye, Gunn. See you next week, I hope.
At Wolfram & Hart, the joint is buzzing. Lilah runs into Lindsey as he heads out to lunch. Lilah says that everyone's panicked because the big review is in two days. She hands Lindsey a manila envelope full of information about the last "seventy-five-year review." Why every "seventy-five years? Does that strike anyone else as a weird schedule? She says "It makes the Christmas purge of '68 look like fun old times." It seems that, at the last review, half of mid-management was sacked. With actual sacks. So, Lilah is worried, and thinks they should perform some last-minute sacrifices. Lindsey isn't, and doesn't. Because, I bet, he just can't seem to care. There's a lot of that going around. Lilah pressures him, "I heard Henderson actually pulled her first-born out of company day care to offer it up to...Brown-noser. My mother was right. I should have had children." Heh. Lilah reminds us that Drusilla & Darla are still roaming the streets, and asks whether Lindsey's heard from them. Lindsey avoids the question. Lilah worries some more and leaves.