Where was I? Gunn tells Wesley, "You move on Fred and I'm gonna put you down, hard." Wesley sneers, "I'm glad to see you have such faith in your relationship." Gunn and I urge Wesley to keep pushing things, but Wesley waves his hand dismissively and asks Gunn to get out of his way. Kill him! Gunn grabs Wesley's wrist, and the Swiss Army skewer pops out of Wesley's sleeve. Ack! No! Not Gunn "him," the other "him" -- that's the "him" I want killed! Gunn barely avoids getting skewered, and Wesley observes, "Not all of us have muscle to fall back on." The blade magically retracts, and Wesley starts to leave. Gunn asks, "What happened to you, man?" Wesley turns to say, "I had my throat cut and all my friends abandoned me." Uh huh. And that was all out of the blue and not the direct result of mistakes that you made. Weasel.

Cut to everyone seated on the floor around the symbol in the lobby. They hold hands as Cary chants, "Owah tago syam." Or something like that. The bottle of potion rocks, candles flicker, music swells, morphy lights zap out of the bottle into the cast. Just another typical Sunday at the Hyperion. Everyone reels, and Cary crawls off moaning, "I feel a little..." Sitar music starts up on the soundtrack, and I think we all know what that means. It means I start singing, "Within You Without You." Oh, and it means that everyone's stoned, for some reason. Cary crawls behind the front desk, stands up, and then falls down unconscious. Everyone else gazes around looking stupefied. Needless to say, Boreanaz excels at this. Angel ends up wandering out into the courtyard. Fred examines a potted plant and strokes the fronds, insisting, "This is important!" And then she pukes. Gunn shadow-boxes. Wesley looks at the ceiling and finally gibbers, "We'll just wait to see if there are any side effects!" Cordy looks astonished and insists, "We can't just -- we have to -- no!" She slams her foot down on the bottle of potion, smashing it. And ending the sitar music, thank goodness. Unfortunately, it's going to be replaced with the violin cue of wackiness. Cordy asks what's going on, and Wesley asks her what her name is. Cordy answers, "I'm Cordelia Chase, dumb-ass." And then she says that if this is a "sophomore hazing prank," her parents will sue everyone in Sunnydale. Gunn asks what she's talking about. She goes on that way a little more, and then is distracted as Angel enters from the courtyard. "Hello, salty goodness," she sighs. Y'know, I didn't understand that line the first time she said it, and I still don't. I mean, "salty"?