Cordy emphasizes how very tired and ready for bed she is as she wanders through her apartment. All this exaggerated sleepiness is for the benefit of Fred, who turns out to be lurking under the kitchen table with a jar of peanut butter for company. Oh, Fred and her eating under tables. Cordelia tries to lead Fred toward the door, but Fred whines that Angel told her to wait there until he called. Cordy insists that she's "right as rain," and of course Fred goes off on a tangent about that, and I'm really eager for Fred to have some reason to be on the show. There is some redeeming value to be found in Cordelia's expression as Fred wonders how rain could be right, "or wrong, for that matter." I have a particular expression when I'm getting irritated -- I don't know what it looks like, I just know that sometimes my friends start yelping, "Please don't kill me!" I suspect that the look they're reacting to is kind of like the one Cordy is giving the oblivious Fred. I may have to keep this episode on tape and ask my friend Niels to confirm this theory. If I look that scary, go me. Fred and I wind up our digressions together, and she asks Cordy, "What's it like to have a vision?" Cordy, nonplussed, comments, "Wow. You know, next to you, I am downright linear." Fred ignores this and starts doing a little Selina Kyle imitation by wondering whether Cordy actually sees the events, or just knows what will happen, "like in fifth grade when I saw Grayson Wells, and I just knew we'd go steady, and even though we never did, looking back on it, it feels like we did." I probably should have typed that last sentence as one long word to properly convey how it was delivered, but I don't think Wing would put up with Joycean nonsense. ["As usual, you think right." -- Wing Chun] When Fred finally pauses to take a breath, Cordy says, "Okay! Time to go!" and leads Fred to the door. But Fred's not done: she compares Cordy to Lassie, in that they both warned others about people in danger. Fred says that Angel needs and depends on Cordy, and I think we get the part where she envies that. Cordy says she'd be flattered "if it weren't for that Lassie-being-a-dog part." She asks Dennis for help, and the door obligingly opens. As Cordy finally shoves Fred out the door, she's interrupted by a vision of a blurry, bumpy demon slashing the air. She falls to the floor as the vision continues and...my mistake: judging by the chin, it's actually Jay Leno, who's far more terrifying than any mere demon. Fred nervously turns the unconscious Cordy over onto her back so that we can watch as yucky boils surface on Cordy's face and neck.