SEBASSIS: So... this is the mighty Angel. I've been told many things about you. Bit of a restless frog, hmm? Making lots of waves in your little swamp.

ANGEL: Yeah, well, I'm just trying to keep the fly population down.

SEBASSIS: Yes. Though I do prefer the tales of your counterpart Angelus. Ah, you had flair back then, child.

ANGEL: Well, I guess we all mellow in our old age.

SEBASSIS: Your contempt is fragrant.

(a Slave demon uncorks a hole in his wrist, bleeds blue fluid into Sebassis' wine glass)

LORNE: Uh—uh, so, your lordship, we were deeply grieved when you declined our invitation. I mean, we'd love for you to reconsider.

ANGEL: Yeah—ha. Yeah. I mean, a party just isn't a party without the archduke.

SEBASSIS: You're sure you wouldn't like some— (re: slave)

ANGEL: I'm fine. But thanks.

SEBASSIS: Oh, come, come. We're all blood-drinkers here. Ah, but that's right. You choose to drink the blood of swine. Filthy beasts.

ANGEL: Actually, that's a misconception.

LORNE: Filthy! Yes! Honestly, I don't know how he does it.

(Chuckles, sips from a glass filled with the blue liquid)

LORNE: Mmm. Wow, this is— (to the slave) You, uh—you really— you taste great.

SEBASSIS: Well... in light of this amusing chat, and of my longstanding acquaintance with you, Lorne, I will come to the gala.

LORNE: Oh, that's wonderful news, your lordship! Well, we don't wanna waste any more of your valuable time. We'll—we'll show ourselves out.

(Angel and Lorne exit the room)

ARTODE: I still think it's a trap, my lordship.

SEBASSIS: Maybe, Artode, but I am in the mood for intrigue. So we'll go to their celebration. We'll just make sure we're properly dressed.

(Gestures toward a hidden panel in his wall, magically opening it to reveal swords, axes, and other weapons inside.)

written by: Ben Edlund; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x05_tran.php