Illyria non sequiturs, "It doesn't exist until it cracks apart." Wesley's poring over his books again, and doesn't bother looking up as he asks what she's going on about. Even Wesley's getting bored by her. That's a bad sign. Maybe that's what this apocalypse is about: instead of destroying the world, the Senior Partners are trying to bore it to death. And the MoG are playing right into their hands! Oh no! Anyway, Illyria answers, "Time." Now Wesley does look up, as he says that Illyria doesn't look so good. Illyria snarks in response, and then twitches, knocks a glass of water over, and bends over, clutching her stomach.

Illyria straightens up again in the Spicule-sparring room. Wesley is startled to see her, and we see that he's holding a gigantic gun that looks like it would transform into a totally awesome robot. Angel says, "Wes, do it now!" and rushes for Illyria. Illyria clutches her stomach again.

Illyria is in the observation booth, gasping for breath. Spicule chirps that he "got her winded, at least," and calls her "little Siva," which, hee. Illyria looks around, confused. The nice thing about this is that I can cut & paste half the recap. And yet, I can't escape the feeling that there was a mix-up with the scripts, and that Keckler should be recapping this.

Commercials. Johanna and I discuss Wesley's arrival in Loony-Land. I say, "The weird thing is, now he's kind of likable this way. He's not such an ass when he's completely insane." Johanna says Wesley reminds her of Gollum. I agree, and wonder if that's why he seems more likable to me. Then I suggest that he should express his new attitude by only shaving one side of his face.

We return to Angel and Spicule looking at Illyria in the observation room. She has another cramp, and she's back in Wesley's office. She glares at Wesley and says, "You tried to murder me." Illyria suddenly shoves the desk forward, which pins Wesley up against the window frame, and then adds, "Again!" Wesley insists that he doesn't want Illyria to die. Illyria says that she already saw it, and stomps off in a huff.

Outside the office, Cary watches Illyria leaving and reports via the walkie-talkie: "Bluebird is in flight." He follows her out of the lobby, and the camera moves on to the Fell Brethren, who have gathered at one side of the lobby. Harmony tells them that it'll be a few minutes, and asks if they'd like a lovely beverage. The Brethren want to know what Angel and Gunn are doing with their Holy One's mother. Harmony reassures them that Angel will "snap her like a pregnant twig" if she's causing any trouble. The demons talk among themselves and agree that they'd like an organic cola.