And suddenly Gunn and Wesley are also in Royce's office, and several hours have passed because it's dark outside. Wesley is holding the vial up and examining it prior to declaring, "You're right. It's Calendula." He's acting like he can tell that just from the traces still in the vial. I suspect he was just reading the label. Which is also how Fred knew what it was. Fred expositions that Royce used Calendula to "block" Cary's reading. She says, "It's like taking a valium to pass a polygraph test. I knew as soon as I saw the vial in the trash can." See, the label says "Calendula." Which blocks Cary's aura-reading abilities. Gunn is going through Royce's desk as they jabber, and asks Fred why she was looking through Royce's trash. Fred thoughtfully says that Spicule led her into the office. Gunn finds a false bottom in a drawer, and opens it to reveal some Polaroid photos, papers, a calculator, and a knife. I assume it's an evil calculator.
In the conference room, Angel shoves Royce around and demands to know where Nina is. Royce gibbers, "If I tell you -- this man, he's not like you. You're a good guy, but he's...well, no offense, but he's scarier than you!" Angel vamps out and asks, "Wanna bet?"
Fred looks at the Polaroids, "ew"s, and suggests burning them. We never do find out what's on them, but I guess the idea is that Royce was being blackmailed. Or else I really have no idea why this scene was here. Wesley eyes the knife. Gunn has had the insight to look at the papers, and shows one to the others while saying, "You're not gonna believe this."
Fred, Wesley, and Gunn hurry toward Angel's office. Angel steps out and says he knows where Nina is. Fred shows him the paper and says, "It's what they plan to do to her." Angel looks at it and says, "It's a menu." Oh my gosh, they're...going to buy her dinner? Well, I guess it could be an evil dinner.
Cut to Nina, gagged and draped in a sheet, lying on a gurney. Surrounded with garnishes. Heh. She's wheeled out into a room full of applauding diners. That gag doesn't look very secure -- she could spit that right out if she tried. She gets some kale in her hair as she looks around and moans. Tee hee. She's also held to the table with steel cuffs, by the way. Not-Richard-Schiff thanks his guests for coming, and says that moonrise is in fifteen minutes. "Shortly thereafter...dinner will be served. But first, enjoy these important commercial messages."