Angelus approaches a blobby demon in a flannel shirt who reminds me of Harry Knowles for some reason. I definitely want to believe it's intentional, though. Angelus wants to know where Satan is. Why? No idea. The demon enthuses about what an honor it is to talk to Angelus, and asks, "Could you sign a little somethin' for my hellspawn? Make it out to Ashley." Angelus stabs the pen through the demon's hand and repeats his question. The demon doesn't know, but another vampire volunteers that he's seen Satan "down by the buildings by the wash." Angelus insists, "Show me."
In the Hyperion's basement, Wesley pulls the sheet back from Lilah's corpse, hefts the axe, and stares at her. He brushes some hair back from her forehead, and she opens her eyes. Since I'll bitch about the direction some more later, I'll mention that I liked the fact that there wasn't a dramatic cue on the soundtrack when that happened. Made it creepier. Lilah asks, "Why so glum? It is kinda what you wanted, isn't it? I mean, deep down. Me, out of the picture." Poor Lilah; she gets a title and it's the wrong one. Wesley denies that he wanted her dead. Lilah sits up, rising out of the plastic, as she continues, "You hated yourself for being with me. And maybe you hated yourself for loving being with me." She walks up and touches his shoulder to prove her non-Firstitude as she says that he knew it would end this way for one of them. Lilah assures Wesley that he's "no longer encumbered by the secret shame of [their] relationship." Wesley refrains from pointing out that it's not really a secret anymore. Although I guess Fred probably won't tell Gunn, all things considered. I wish she would, for the comedy. Anyhow, Wesley doggedly moans, "It wasn't a relationship." Lilah says, "There's a signed dollar bill in your wallet [that] I think proves different [sic]." She tells Wesley that he knew how she felt, and Wesley snaps, "You don't feel!" When Lilah starts to say something else, Wesley turns away and declares, "You didn't love me!" He looks down at Lilah's corpse, still on the table. "You couldn't," he adds. Lilah steps around him, with curlier hair and different clothes, and looks down at herself, observing, "We'll never know, will we?" And then Wesley is alone with the body again. I have to say that Angel's fantasy life is a lot funnier than Wesley's.