Cordy asks why they can't just leave. Angel twitchily says, "They did somethin' to us. They changed us." He nods crazily. Cordy asks if this all about her hair after all. Fred agrees with Angel, noting that none of them looks seventeen. Has anyone said that they're seventeen? Sure, Cordy and Wesley talked about being in school, but why seventeen in particular? Fred goes on to say that it's as if they've skipped a few years. Cordy looks down at her cleavage, experimentally hefts her breasts, and admits, "I kinda have filled out even more." Hee. Fred folds her arms over her chest and mutters, "And I apparently ain't gonna." Wesley feels his bicep as he flexes his arm, and Angel moans, "I feel cold. Inside." Cordy snaps, "This is so unfair! I'm a craggy twenty-something? What about prom?!" Ha! She gets a perfect note of whiny teenage petulance in her voice there, too. Fred asks whether killing the vampire will remove the spell so that they can resume their lives. "And never see each other again?" Cordy adds. Wesley says, "I believe we can all just go about our business." "And never see each other again?" Cordy repeats. Gunn grabs his axe and proposes that they divide into two groups to search. Cordy volunteers to team up with "tall dark and less-pathetic-that-you-two." By which she means Angel. Cordy and Angel head upstairs while the others head down the first floor hallway. Fred hangs back to tell Wesley, "I'm ready. I'm okay. It'd be cooler if we could score some weed, though." Oh, wait. This is meant to explain her appetite, right? That's funny.
Episode Report CardStrega: B- | 1231 USERS: B-
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