Couch Baron: Hi, Strega? I'm glad I got you. I just wanted to tell you I totally agree with you that Angel should keep his clothes on. I mean, when was the last time that guy did a sit-up?
Strega: So let me get this straight. You call me during the summer, when I could blissfully hope that Angel would stay at the bottom of the ocean, fully clothed, for all eternity, to fill my head with the image of him naked?
Couch Baron: Wow, when you put it that way, you must --
Strega: Hate you? Yeah, I do.

See the pain and misery that caused? Buffy says that they were "training...and almost kissing." She says it's a bad habit that needs to be broken. Angel: "It's hard." I'll just bet it is, buddy. And, ew. I grossed myself out again. Sometimes being so snarky is a liability. The sexual tension rises (ew!) until Angel tells Buffy to go. Buffy offhandedly mentions Lagos, which seems to ring a bell with Angel, although she doesn't notice. He distractedly tells her to be careful. She leaves.

Library. Giles agitatedly tells Willow and Xander that he can't find anything about Lagos, and commands them to help. Xander: "Hey, you're not the Watcher of me." Giles: "Then go home. But if you choose to stay, then work." He stomps off. A Giles temper tantrum! It would have been funnier if Giles had gone all Ripper and stuck a lit cigarette in Xander's eye. Or better yet, a frickin' yellow crayon.

Willow and Xander grouse to each other about being tired. They sit in the stacks, and Willow starts moaning and rubbing her temples. The Guitar Of Infidelity starts a-strumming as Xander rubs them too. She insincerely tells him to stop, then grabs him and starts with the macking. We see Giles's legs appear behind them. He calls their names, and they pull apart and get to their feet. With his back to them, he tells them that he found the probable location of the glove: the von Hauptmann family crypt. Xander says he knows where that is, in the Restfield cemetery, and Willow asks how he found the glove's location. He busts her: "I looked." His meaning plain, Willow looks chastened. Xander volunteers to check out the crypt, and I can't believe Giles lets him go alone, but he does. Willow says she'll keep researching, but Giles isn't having it: "I'd say we're done." He walks away. He so knew what they were doing, even if he didn't see it. Willow looks distraught.