Time passes. Cordy has finally gotten out of that godawful white outfit, and the whole world rejoices. She's staring into a mirror and practicing different ways of introducing herself. Hey, does this mean Faith is in Cordy's body? I hope not; "Fordelia" sounds like an automobile fetish. Cordy gets up and notices a copy of her yearbook. She says, "Sunnydale," and the captioning says, "'99," so I guess that covers it pretty well. She flips through it and finds a picture of herself cheerleading. "Okay, popular -- no real surprise there," she says. She reviews the messages scrawled inside the cover. "Homeroom was fun! Too bad it burned to the ground." She blinks and moves on. "Hey, how 'bout that giant snake?" She's a bit perplexed now. I can't help thinking that the students would have signed yearbooks before graduation, but it's a fun gag, so who cares? Cordy gives up on the yearbook and spies a box of photos. Most of them are of herself. Johanna thought that it was a little odd for someone to have so many pictures of herself, but then again, this is Cordelia. As she reviews her many looks, she comments, "Cute. Cute. Hot. Yikes!" This last is of a particularly bushy version of the short dark cut. After processing her changing appearance, she suddenly wonders, "Was I a spy?" Ha! Then she finds a picture of herself holding baby Connor while Angel hovers protectively.
Cordy wanders down the hallway and hears faint singing. She follows the sound, and we gradually realize that someone's singing "Sugar, Sugar." I assume that it's Angel singing, and giggle for a while. As Cordy approaches the source of the crooning, we hear Cary call a halt. Cary tells the singer, "You have an addiction. You know it and I know it." Cary warns his visitor to stop "snackin' on you-know-whos." He stops and moves toward the door, and Cordy runs away. Cary opens the door and looks around curiously. He goes back inside, and we see his guest is a mild-looking man. Who is sniffing the air frantically and drooling. A lot. Ew.
Cordy heads downstairs into the lobby, asking if anyone's there. The camera pans down, and we see that Angel is cleaning up his jars of blood and stashing them out of sight. These hijinks are more like lojinks. As soon as Angel walks off-camera, Cordy appears, looks at the front desk, and spots a teeny drop of blood. I'm amazed that she not only spots the droplet, but apparently recognizes it as blood. I'm just sayin', I'd assume a dark-colored drop of liquid was coffee or soda and not give it another thought. Cordy calls, "Hello?" and walks into the office. Angel scurries by in the foreground. Cordy reappears, "omigod"s, and heads for the door. But then Gunn and Fred enter the hotel off-camera, so Cordy ducks behind the desk.