Wesley's moved his crazy ass down to the lab. Hamilton asks if he's curing cancer. Wesley sniffs, "Wouldn't be cost-effective. I'm sure we make a lot from cancer." Hamilton admits that "the patent-holder is a client." Eventually, Hamilton asks if they've figured out anything about Illyria, and mentions that the Senior Partners have met her before. Hamilton says, "They don't want her here. They don't want her anywhere. At all. But they consider this to be your problem, so have a nice fight." Wesley looks intrigued by this bit of blatant stupidity on Hamilton's part. I don't even know what to think. Either the Senior Partners are dumb enough to say, "We're scared of Illyria, so please kill her!" or they do want her around, and they're saying they don't so that the MoG won't kill her. If I go for the second option, then I have to believe that the Senior Partners have brains, and that the MoG will be smart enough to realize that. Occam's Razor suggests that the correct theory is the one where they're all morons. Heavy sigh. On his way out, Hamilton advises Wesley to check out some technobabble on the gizmos. Wesley diligently does so, and sees a blinky light on the Max Headroom-style building blueprints scrolling by on a laptop.
Illyria walks down the hall. Cary follows about five feet behind her, and reports, "Bluebird got wise. Secret Demon's cover is blown!" The walkie-talkie beeps at him for a while until he shuts it off. Cary hops up to walk next to Illyria and says, "When did you catch on to me? In the elevator? That was a tough one." Ha! Best joke of the episode. Plus, funny visual. Illyria grumbles, "The vampire plays children's games." I hope the apocalypse is settled with a rousing game of Tic-Tac-Toe. It'd be unexpected, at least.
The Brethren enter the conference room, greet Amanda, and immediately surround her with clucking praise and questions about how she's doing. They offer to send her copies of some articles from Fit Pregnancy. Angel grimly suggests that they get to work. The lead demon quickly signs a contract in a few places and hands it over to Amanda. Gunn is paging through the paperwork and suddenly stops her to read, "The child will be pampered, worshipped, and fed a holy diet of berries, panda-meat and urine." Heh. The demon quickly assures Amanda that "it's consecrated urine." Fair enough. Gunn reads on that on his thirteenth birthday, the child will be duly prepared for the ritual sacrifice. The demon slams his hand on the table and shouts, "Whose lawyer are you?" Just then, Illyria enters and orders Angel to speak to her. Angel says he's busy, and Illyria gets ready to wipe out everyone else in the room. Angel quickly hops up and leads her into the office.