Cut to Cordy asking the mysteriously undamaged Angel if they were in love. Angel hms. Cordy repeats, "Were we?" Angel says, "What?" Cordy: "In love!" Angel: "With each other?" I'm not sure if he's playing dumb to stall for time, or if he really is that dumb. Both ideas are equally funny. After Cordy gets irate, Angel finally admits that he doesn't know; he "had feelings" for her, but he wasn't sure if they were reciprocated. He mentions their ill-fated date at Point Dume, and Cordy replies, "Maybe I was gonna tell you to back off, buddy. Maybe you were coming on too strong. Harassing me in the workplace." Uh oh, she's confusing Angel with Doyle. Angel stammers that he never harassed her in the workplace, then admits, "There was that one time, with the ballet and the stripping and the roundness, but that was a spell!" "Roundness"? Ha! And possibly eek. He defensively points out that Point Dume sounds like the place for a romance, not lawsuits, and Cordy tells him to stop yelling at her. Angel says he isn't, adding, "This is why I don't want to answer questions I don't have the answers for." That's honest. I can respect that. Angel says, "All I know is that you were my dearest friend. I hope that, I just -- I want that back. That much, at least." Aw. Cordy angsts about her amnesia, saying, "I know my ABCs. I know who's president, and that I sorta wish I didn't." That would be funnier if I wasn't so startled by the idea of Cordelia having any awareness of politics. Anyway, Cordy is near tears as she admits, "I don't even recognize the sound of my own name!" Angel reassures her, "We'll get you back," and then Cary strolls into the courtyard asking, "Who's 'we,' paleface?" Cary holds up a bottle and says that one of his clients provided him with a spell that will "bring our Cordy back to the way she was." Angel is dubious, but Cary insists, "There's no way this can fail!"
Cut to frame-non-story Cary, who says, "So I'm an idiot. What are you, perfect?" Credits.
When we return, Cary is screaming "Foreshadowing! Implications of wackiness with a hint of tragedy! Be eager to please!" Or words to that effect. As he explains that he had good reason to think the spell would work, we pan around and go from frame-non-story Cary talking to the unseen audience to normal Cary talking to Cordy and Angel. Fancy.