Fred enters her dark office. I guess she's thinking that since she doesn't get to join in the big fight, she might as well surf the net. She turns on the light and sees a transparent Spicule facing the corner. Why does he keep doing that? Johanna thinks it's to freak her out. I think he can see through the wall into another dimension, because that's why cats are always doing that. Considering he's transparent, his shadow looks solid enough. Fred says she's been looking for him. This time, Spicule hears her, and is all sad and gaspy. He says, "I didn't think I was coming back." Fred says that he led her to Royce's office, and, off Spicule's confused look, adds, "Which was completely not on purpose, was it?" Spicule whines a bit. Fred repeats that they should tell Angel what's going on. Because he'll care? I know all about it, and it hasn't made me care. Fred thinks Angel could talk to the Senior Partners. And urge them to hurry up Spicule's trip to hell. Spicule quaveringly vetoes that. Fred insists that, even though she has no ideas, and Spicule is nixing all of her suggestions, she will definitely find some way to help him. Spicule quickly solidifies and more merrily says, "Well, all right, then. No need to get dramatic." The hell?

Night-to-day cityscape. Angel drives Nina back to her house in a really moronic-looking sports car. Nina looks through the (necrofuckingtempered) window and sees Amanda drawing with chalk on the sidewalk as Jill watches. Blee blah, and Nina asks how Angel lives with knowing that he's killed people. How does she know he's killed people? Or maybe by "you" she meant "one." Angel reminds her that the diners planned to eat her. He sorta reassures her, "At some point you'll be at the grocery store, or with Amanda, and the whole werewolf thing, it'll just be a part of who you are." Um, thanks? Nina asks if he's going to claim that he likes being a vampire. Angel says, "Being nearly indestructible is cool. Especially now that I've got all these necrotempered windows, so I don't have to fear sunlight. Plus, I've got the lab working on gypsotempered condoms, and once those are beta-tested, I am golden, baby!" He looks really odd here. I think it's the daylight. I mean, I think they aren't used to doing makeup for "natural light" because Cary looked odd way back when he got to be on-screen, too. Nina asks Angel if he ever thinks about "letting go, disappearing." They better not be suggesting what I think they're suggesting here, because I already used up my Tinkerbell jokes. Angel moralizes, "If you separate yourself from the ones you love, the monster wins." Nina says she'll see him next month, and gets out of the car.