Cary is at a bar, listening to the demon bartender screech out a painful rendition of "Lady." The bartender stops and sighs, "She's gonna say no, isn't she?" Cary sullenly says that he sees a June wedding for the bartender, and adds, "More sea, less breeze, huh?" The delighted bartender pours a fresh drink and starts asking if he's going to have kids. Cary monologues that he's tired of being chipper and telling people what they want to hear. He says, "What I know is, I started drinking the moment I found out a girl I loved was gonna die." Whoa, started drinking? When did he stop? Cary says that he has to "go back into the belly of a very ugly beast and pretend like [he] can help." And so he, um, does. Apparently Cary had a whole subplot or something about having a crisis of faith. I'd say it's a shame that it happened almost entirely off-camera, but the whole thing sounds incredibly dull, so it's probably for the best.

Angel and Spicule lead Eve into the lobby. Angel orders Harmony to put Security all around the building, nobody gets in, and thank goodness Harmony interjects, "Okay, but you know how that never works?" Angel grumbles, and away she goes. Angel orders Spicule to kill anything that gets past Security. Moments later, half the janitorial staff is dead. Whoops. As Angel stomps off, Spicule asks where he's going. Angel says, "To see my lawyer." Amazingly, he doesn't mean Lindsey.

Gunn sits in his hospital bed, reading a magazine. Angel enters the room and declares, "We have a problem." He explains that the Senior Partners are after Eve, and asks if he has "jurisdiction to protect her." He's concerned about jurisdiction? Yeah, I can't even work up a rant about that. Let's all play along and say, okay, Angel needs an excuse to go talk to Gunn right here, and it isn't really important why. Gunn says that he doesn't know, and Angel tsks at him for reading about "Trista and Ryan's big baby plans." I wonder if Cary felt all depressed because he knew someone else was getting the obligatory pseudo-celebrity namedrop this week. Gunn insists that he can't help, and Angel lectures, "You paid a high price for what's in that brain. So use it." Gunn sighs and describes a "proviso in [Angel's] contract," and I forget about playing along as I try to process the idea that Angel really signed a contract with Wolfram & Hart, and doesn't know what it says. Feh. Anyway, Gunn concludes that Angel can take custody of wayward employees. Then he adds, "I'll make a call." To whom? About what? I mean: hooray, they solved a problem that nobody would have thought twice about if they hadn't brought it up! Whoopee. Angel starts for the door, and then turns back and says, "I know you feel bad about your part in what happened to Fred, and you should. For the rest of your life, it should wake you up in the middle of the night. And it will, because you're a good man." I suspect Angel was thinking, "Ooh, guilt! I know about this! I'm good at this! I finally get to be the expert with Mister Know-It-All, yay!" Angel adds that Gunn just signed a piece of paper, but Gunn says he knew there would be consequences, even if he didn't know what they would be. Angel lectures Gunn about atonement, because he loves doing that, and says that "You can't hide in some hospital room and pretend it's all gonna go away. 'Cause it never will." Okay, he's great at guilt, but maybe Angel should brush up on being reassuring and comforting.